It all ended last week when I watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2. It was a fitting end to a rather impressive film series. It was almost a relief, a final realisation of how we all imagined the final half of the 7th book would be. It had its flaws, but don’t all (most) films?
It starts right where Part 1 left off; Dobby’s dead (my friend noted the folly of burying someone in a sand-dune), Voldemort’s got the Elder Wand and Harry, Hermione and Ron have to seek the help of a goblin with SHARP AS teeth. The venture into Gringotts is swiftly dealt with and the trio recover the cup of Helga Hufflepuff. The rest of the film then is left to attend to the siege of Hogwarts. Director David Yates and scriptwriter Steve Kloves did an impressive job of converting the battle from the novel into a coherent and viewable version in the film. Part 2 doesn’t shy away from the reality that a whole bunch of people die in this one; bodies are scattered all around the ruined grounds of the school. It’s indicative of where this series has come and how much it has grown up. There are a smattering of funny one-liners which weren’t quite as hilarious as the awkward moments that were served up, Voldemort hugging Draco Malfoy (see the Youtube video below), the final ’19 years later’ sequence and Harry and Ginny’s ‘got to run, see you later’ kiss come to mind. Personal highlight of the film was probably Snape’s memories, which were moving enough to overcome the awkwardness of seeing younger versions of him.
It’s definitely the end of an era. Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint have spent half their lives playing one character; it’s going to be hard to see Radcliffe loping around on screen in the future without a scar, glasses and a wand. Part 2 was the first time I’ve attended a midnight screening and it was well worth it. It’s goodbye to Harry Potter and company. For now.