REVIEW: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Wednesday, July 18th, 2007Yes, I downloaded, stayed up all night and read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
Yes, it was the PDF where the idiot took photographs of every page, instead of scanning them like a normal person would.
Yes, my eyes are bleeding now.
And, yes, there are going to be lots of spoilers below.
Right off the bat, I’d like to address the rumour that this book leak is a hoax. If it is indeed a hoax, then it’s one of the most well manufactured hoaxes of all time. The person that did it would had to have written an entire book, bound it in a nearly identical manner to the real book and on top of that, kept all of it secret. If it is fake, then the person that faked it is my hero.
Now, on to the review of the actual content of the book. Even if this was not, in fact, written by J.K. Rowling, it is superbly written anyway. From the very first page, as Snape and his buddy, Yaxley, travel to a secret location, the book induces intrigue and excitement in the reader. The author doesn’t waste a single word in getting the reader salivating with anticipation. After all, being the seventh and last book in the Harry Potter series, this is a story all about how my life got flipped - turned upside down. And I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there, I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air. In West Philadelphia, born and raised, on the playground is where I spent most of my days, chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool and all shooting some B-ball outside the school, when a couple of guys, who were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighbourhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared. She said, “You’re moving with your auntie and your uncle in Bel Air.” I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said “fresh” and had dice it the mirror. If anything, I could say that this cab was “rare,” but I thought, “Nah, forget it. Yo, Holmes - to Bel Air.” I pulled up to the house at about seven or eight. I yelled to the cabbie, “Yo, Holmes, smell you later!” I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne, as the Prince of Bel Air.
Ha, I’m just kidding. I’ve put my actual review here: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Review. I’ve put it on a separate page that can’t be spidered and spoil someone that’s searching for unrelated Harry Potter content.
I’m cool like that.