Good morning muggles…. It’s Potter time!
A few years ago, I had absolutely no interest in reading stories about a skinny wizard named Harry Potter. I was even less interested in hearing about his clumsy BFF Ron, his overly uptight pal Hermione or his fat, temperamental owl Hedwig (what kind of name is that anyway?) . I mean come on… Wizards? Dragons? Talking house elves? Old men who live on for hundreds of years? So, when the HP craze began, I resisted an entire year before begrudgingly reading The Philosopher Stone. Why did I finally succumb to the inexplicable madness that is Potter? Because my sistah nagged me to read the book every other day, for at least a year, until one day, fed up, I broke down and bought a copy of The Philosopher Stone. Despite my belief that such books were ‘crap’ and were not up to my usual standards, I had to see what all the damn fuss was about. And thus began my like affair with Harry Potter and his merry band of wizards and exotic creatures. (Yes, I said ‘like affair’ to illustrate that I am not one of those obsessive HP freaks).
While I am rather critical of books turned into movies, I have few complaints about the films. They’ve mostly stuck to the story lines, and the VFX have been fantastic. I am very much looking forward to seeing Part 1 of the final book/movie.
So, who’s going to see The Deathly Hallows this weekend?