The end is here and the final battle is about to go down as a bunch of elderly children and the adults that placed them in danger defend their big-ass school and the world at large from Voldemort and his army of sickly goths. That less-annoying Jar Jar Binks gets buried, some dude named Longbottom gets to be a hero, Ciarán Hinds delivers one of my favorite lines of the franchise, Maggie Smith gets to be a badass, two lovable characters get a shit death that feels completely unnecessary and Alan Rickman gets to be the focus of a gut punch that I’m still tearing up about and you should be to if you have a heart not connected to the brain of a sociopath. Am I saying the movie is perfect? No, not at all. But when a little more than two hours goes by in what feels like thirty minutes on my twentieth watch, well, even this old cranky muggle has to admit it’s impressive.
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