I started reading the HP series when I was 11, so in some ways I grew up with Harry and friends. While I’ve always been an avid reader, J.K. Rowling was one of the first authors that instilled my desire to write. She was the perfect rags-to-riches story that inspired me to want to reach millions of people with my words.
Of course, this review is not about me. After waiting five hours in line, the midnight premiere did not disappoint. The film wasted no time explaining what had happened in Part 1, quickly whisking us away to Gringotts. I felt that the tone and emotion of the characters were exact, and I believed every second of the suspense.
My only complaints were that because Part 1 covered so much ground, Part 2 was on the short side. I also felt disconnected from the Order, as most of the screen time was occupied (mostly rightfully so) by Harry. The deaths that were so traumatic in the book felt quite underwhelming. Sometimes the shots were so quick that if I wasn’t a reader of the books, I would not have known who died at all. The epilogue could also have used some clarification in regards to the newest generation of wizards. Just another 30 minutes or so could have improved these weaknesses.
However, overall, I loved it and could only ask for more. I admit I cried a lot, not only over the deaths of my favorite characters (Snape and Lupin, especially), but also because as the credits rolled, I felt like my childhood had officially ended. It’s been a magical ten years, and whether Rowling gives us more Potter or not, this movie was an excellent finale.