It All Ends . . .

The tagline has been everywhere for the last couple weeks - billboards, newspapers, the trailers on youtube I can't seem to stop watching. But for me today, ladies and gentlemen, the saga didn't end, because J.K. Rowling's final opus wasn't done justice in what is hopefully the very last installment of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. While the film conveyed itself in rushed, segmented bits of action, this alone does not sign HP7 2.0's death certificate. Sure, David Yates barrels through the business of mourning Fred Weasley, and Tonks' and Lupin's deaths are left nearly ignored except for a spare couple of seconds of film. But there is some heart buried in the story, alongside a little creativity and great special effects. Unfortunately, this last movie does not play as the great culmination of an seven-book phenomenon or an eight-movie franchise, but rather as yet another poorly-conceived fireworks show of the summer's blockbusters.

But we did get some pretty cool glasses.