This was Harry Potter weekend for many of us. We went to see the newest Harry Potter movie, and I have to say that I think it was very good. The screen writers obviously took a very lonnnnng book and did their best to compile it in a short timespan of only a couple of hours. Given their limitations, they performed admirably.
Three of my favorite actors, Alan Rickman, Gary Oldman, and Emma Thompson, made a repeat performance but sadly none of them were given as much screen time as they should have been accorded. The newest addition to the ever-changing cast is Imelda Staunton, who also proves herself to be an adept actress. Bless her heart, she has taken on a formidable task and has now made enemies of every Harry Potter fan out there. However, she plays the character so beautifully, it is still a treat to watch.
Of course the latest (and supposedly last) book in the series came out this week, too. I have my copy and I'm faithfully tackling it, in between all the adult duties I must undertake. I wish I were simply a child out of school on summer break so that I could read it through in one sitting. And, ultimately, that is what Harry Potter is all about for those of us who are adults: We are recapturing our childhood throughout this wonderful series.