In the theater:
I said good-bye to my beloved Harry Potter franchise, declining to see the press screening of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 and review it here, in favor of seeing the midnight show with my friends, one last time. I had absolutely loved Part 1, which I felt was the only film in the series not to be marred by distracting pacing problems. Besides that, the effects and the acting had only gotten better over the years, to the point where I saw little room for improvement in the film. Part 2 didn’t quite live up to Part 1 for me, but it was still a very satisfying ending to the adaptations. We got some lovely moments of glory for key supporting characters, including actually getting an adequate amount of Snape time. It also seemed like the filmmakers finally heard fans’ loud grumbling about the serious lack of Neville in previous films; we probably got more screentime for him here than in the previous three films combined. (And welcome it was. To get a little inside baseball for a moment: I will always believe that the biggest mistake made with the adaptations was how they jettisoned Neville’s family’s backstory and how it ties into the ideas of Voldemort and the prophecy. This parallel with Harry’s life is one of the most emotionally resonant parts of the novels for me, and easily worth expanding the length of film five to get the foundation in. Alas.)