“Harry Potter and the Cursed Child” feels like the Cliff Notes of the book I really want to read. Imagine Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone – or any other book in the series – with everything redacted except the dialogue. It’s one lick of an ice cream cone. One sip of an ice cold Coke. One nibble of the Turkish delight the White Witch …
August 4, 2016
by jenniferpuryear