
As surely as a person evolves, so does a film franchise. Can I recall a previous eight-film series that went out on top? I cannot. (OK, there aren't many movie series that top the four or five mark, and Polish auteur Krzysztof Kieslowski's 10-part Decalogue doesn't count.) So just as a proud aunt beams when the former toddler who used to munch on Crayolas walks the stage to receive a college diploma, I felt goosebumps and astonishment watching Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2.It's a thrill to watch a movie franchise that started with two clumsy entries, marked mostly by dull pacing and a cast of top-notch British actors cramped inside scripts as thick as Hogwarts' walls, progress to a breathtaking finale. And yet watching the series come to a close carries an undeniable pang of time's passing — for its world-weary characters, for its grown-up child actors, and for those of us with more than a decade of our lives invested in Hogwarts' fate. ...