I was one of those people who came onto the Harry Potter book bandwagon after the last book was made, The Goblet of Fire. I had the luxury of reading all four books in a month's period, devouring all of them in record speed.
I really liked them. They weren't all time favorites, but they were fun reads.
Then the movie came out last year, and I thought it was alright. Not amazing, not bad, just alright. And now comes movie #2.
I'll tell you, dudes, I could care less about this sequel. Yawn yawn yawn. I don't think I'll see it this weekend, I might not see it at all. I don't know yet. I think after seeing The Lord of the Rings rule the fucking world last year, anything else magic-related just takes a very back back seat to it all.