Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
by J.K. Rowling
We now present the seventh and final installment in the epic tale of Harry Potter.
Okay. The short version is I loved it. I think this may be the best book in the series; I suspect that, after the first one, this is the book Rowling most wanted to write. The action started right away and continued throughout the first part of the book. This was followed by a lull and then, just when I was starting to get antsy, the action kicked in again. Along the way we learned a great deal about a number of characters we thought we knew, most spectacularly Dumbledore and Snape, and we were forced to say good bye to too many old friends. But of course, good triumphed over evil in the end. And they all lived happily ever after.
Unlike others, I had no fear that Harry would die. After all, this is essentially a kids' book and I was confident that Rowling would find a way to keep Harry alive. Despite Harry's reprieve, it is indeed a bloodbath. I had predicted Snape's demise as well as Bellatrix's and Voldemort's (well really now, who didn't?), but I was stunned by Hedwig's death and horrified at Fred's. Ultimately though, the death that made me cry like a baby was Dobby's. It was so very, very unfair, as war so often is.
I haven't read any of the commentary on LJ yet, but I'm absolutely certain that there are more than a few people who are going to be very unhappy, especially with the epilogue, and I'm equally certain that they will be registering their disgust all over the internet. It should make for some entertaining reading. Let the wank begin!