

But I do know I felt a swell of love and awe wash over me from the very first wickedly creepy scene until the profoundly moving last one.

I don’t know which had the greater effect: my real melancholy at the thought of looming finality, or the elegance of this necessarily dark and serious penultimate film, in which characters/actors we have watched since childhood are now resourceful young adults. Rowling’s epic modern literary classic into two movies, and haunting every frame of this assured and beautiful first half is the knowledge that soon, in 2011, the screen journey will be over. HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS: PART 1 breaks the seventh and final book in J.K.
