When Philosopher's Stone first opened, Gene Wyatt was still film critic at The Tennessean, there was hope in being a critic, and I never imagined I'd be having such an adversarial/BDSM relationship with my health insurance company.
But fast forward ten years, and not only have I read all the books, I've seen all the movies. And I'm getting to write about it for someone (see how I involve you, dear reader, in this).
So yeah, it's the end of the Potter series in their film incarnations, and it resonates. I don't think it's as good as Deathly Hallows part 1, and it doesn't top Prisoner of Azkaban (which is the best of the films by far). But it ties it all up in a way that left my audience weepy and satisfied.
Neville rules.
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