Let’s get this out of the way: Fantastic Beasts – The Secrets of Dumbledore is a hot, hot mess of a film. I can’t decide if it’s a game of three-card-monte played on the audience or just a whole heapin’ helpin’ of WTF.
This weekend, I finally saw Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.
Apparently, the second trailer for Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore dropped last week, and Minerva McGonagall is in it.
I ship whoever I want, and I don’t care what you think of it.
So, I have problems with JKR’s Pottermore biography for Minerva McGonagall.
Harry Potter canon is a lot like the Judeo-Christian Bibles. No one really agrees what belongs in it, and people will get in the most God-awful fights over it. But, as with the various versions of the Bible, I find I’m not too fussed about any of it.
First off, I didn’t hate it. I didn’t exactly like it, but I didn’t hate it. It seemed very much an interim story that was just setting up plot points to be explored in the future films.