Harry Potter and the oh god there’s still one more of these…
December 6, 2010
My description of the book Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is as follows: It’s 800 pages of camping. The movie version captures that spirit admirably.
When the previous movie, Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, finished I said, Well, at least there’s only one more. To which a friend replied, Oh didn’t you know, they’re splitting the next one into two movies. To which I replied, NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
It’s not that these are bad movies. It’s not that I don’t like watching them. I do think the series peaked at Goblet of Fire, my favorite of both the books and the movies. Everything after that has been bloated and angsty. At this point, I have the feeling of being at mile 23 of a marathon. I’m going to finish, dammit, because I’ve come so far and the end is so close. But boy am I tired.
The movie version of The Deathly Hallows did a couple of things I quite liked: it fixed one of the serious problems I had with the plot in the book (Remember that ill-conceived plan we had to use polyjuice potion to sneak into the worst place we could possibly sneak into? Let’s do it again!), and the animated sequence telling the story of the Three Brothers was downright gorgeous.