Darker and more interesting in some ways, this is nonetheless less satisfying than the two earlier and sweeter pieces. Certain elements don’t hang together unless you’ve read all the books (which I have) and the film is choppier and less complete that the others. Why, for example, does he conjure his father’s stage image?. In the book, he knows his father used that as his shape-shifter form. Here, well, who knows why. It’s just not there. I miss Richard Harris as Dumbledore and the kids are just getting older