After a decade of artfully avoiding It, so It begins.
The classically British tale of a boy building his own legend from humble beginnings. The peak of proving himself, of course, happens in an educational setting. So British I smell figgy pudding.
Some of Rowling's style reminds me a little of Dahl's, especially the Dursley bits. Her world is large and creatively massive, but I found that after years of the movies and college kids playing Quidditch IRL, my excitement was significantly lower than 11. I'll be honest, my 12-year-old self would have loved these books. The depraved shell of a human that writes before you thought it was good.
I'm still not on board with getting a Harry tattoo, but then again, there are several books left to read.