2010: 112. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“The two men appeared out of nowhere, a few yards apart in the narrow, moonlit lane.”

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, J.K. Rowling

Like everyone else, I reread Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows because I saw the movie (which I thought was pretty good), and when it ended half way through the story I was all “OMG what happens next” even though I totally knew because, of course, I read the book three years ago.  And so I re-read the book, and loved it, just like I did the first time, and cried just like I did the first time, and it sent me off on this total Harry Potter obsession (fueled by the fact that I got the Harry Potter Lego game for my Playstation – which itself started me on a videogame obsession the likes of which I have not had since I was playing Donkey Kong Country on my Super Nintendo in, oh, 1995).* I have to say, I am not of the grew up with Harry Potter generation, but I am a big fan of the books.  JK Rowling may not be the world’s greatest writer, per se, but the woman is a damn fine storyteller, and even knowing what happened, I found the book to be near unputdownable (I say near, because with a wee baby and a two year old, everything is putdownable).   No one is going to read this review and run out and pick up this book – because at this point, you’ve either read the books, or you have chosen not to and I’m not going to change your mind (except maybe you, Jon! Come over to the dark side, and then we can play Harry Potter Lego TOGETHER).  But I will say, that on this read, I was more prepared for what was going to happen, and wasn’t such a mushball (i.e. the deaths didn’t wreck me like they did the first time), but I was probably even MORE of a wreck during the “The Forest Again” Chapter.  I don’t think I was a parent when I read this last time, and when SPOILER, Harry walks to his death with his parents and Sirius and Remus surrounding him, I was a wreck, pure and simple.  OH MY LORD, I will not be making it through the movie of that scene, let me tell you.

Ok, in sum, Harry Potter reduces me to blather, and I am regressing in even talking about it, but, three years out and on re-read, I have to say that the seventh book is totally worthy of the series and Rowling rocks.***

Categories:  Re-Read, Fiction

 

*seriously, I am not a video game player, but this game has hooked me, with the Harry Potter, and the cute Lego theme, and the fact that my brain is basically mush and my whole life is babies and its super awesome to turn off my higher thinking and just be all Wingardium Leviosa** for like, twenty minutes a day – which is more than all the time I can afford to spend playing video games at my advanced age.

**oooooh and also Expelliarmus

*** Even if the epilogue is a little clunky and cheesy, I don’t care I love it.


© Carrie Dunsmore 2017