Like just about every other non-illiterate out there, I snatched up the latest Harry Potter book. Not surprising, since I think I read somewhere that enough copies of this book were sold in one day to fill a football stadium with cream corn for a whole week.
The book was pretty fun –fast paced, imaginative in places and charming everywhere else. My only complaints are that there’ snot much of a narrative thread tying this one together so that it’s just a kind of jumble of events prefaced with mysteries and with a big event at the end. It also retread on a lot of the same themes that have been pretty thoroughly covered in past books: friendship, loyalty, trusting authority, distrusting authority, honesty, puppy love, and general teenage angst. At least there’s only one more book in the series so those can’t get driven much deeper into the ground.
Of course, the big hype around this book is that some major character dies between its covers. And indeed he/she does, and it’s not some minor character like “Buck the Janitor” who gets introduced on page 300 and greased on page 302. I won’t spoil anything for you, but if you’ve read the book or don’t care, this is pretty funny.
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