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After seven movies, none of which I particularly cared about it will come as quite the shock that I didn't particularly care for this one. But at least it is over, I have enough of the cultural literacy of Harry Potter to fake things if necessary, and I know personally it wasn't that good instead of just speculating.
What was interesting to me as the camera wasted precious hours lingering in the last 15 minutes on every big and major character still alive just how little of the specifics of what transpired in the previous movies actually stuck with me. I generally have a very good memory of such things. But suddenly before me on screen was Jim Broadbent and I realized that I had no actual memory of him having been in any of the previous movies (Lani assures me that he was significant). I had no idea who the woman who says "not my daughter, bitch" was until she said that (then I guessed).
I also don't get the talk of Rickman and Oscar. I like Rickman but for the last decade this role has required nothing more than making faces like someone was kicking the stick that had been shoved up his ass.
To those for whom this was a great series I'm glad you liked it. But I'm just glad that it actually did finally all end.
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