Monday evening, the chill is in the air and the festive shoppers are clogging up the pavement. When it all feels too much, the only solution is to jump on a trusted bicycle, don enough reflective gear and flashing lights to be mistaken for a Christmas tree and head for the nearest cinema. That is exactly what I did tonight with a trip to Fulham Road Cineworld to watch Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. The dark shelter of the screening room furnished with chairs adorned with giant cup holders and sound blasting from the surround speakers is just where I wanted to be on an autumnal night. Sitting in the cinema, the excitement was palpable. These were the fans whose family commitments meant they missed the opening weekend and therefore had to prolong the wait for the latest installment of Potter shenanigans. I have followed the franchise of films and can even confess to owning the DVDs. I do not wish to spoil this film for anyone yet to watch it, but I found it rather flat. When a book is filmed in two parts it certainly does not necessarily make for a wholly satisfying experience. One thing that delights are the shots of London as Harry and his friends pace down Shaftesbury Avenue and around Whitehall. If only there were such a place as the Ministry depicted in the film. I would definitely make a trip there on my next Monday that lacked a little magic.
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