Harry
Potter and The Goblet Of Fire once again changes directors this time giving
Mike Newell the chance to offer his own unique vision for the wizarding world. Unfortunately
his vision is well kind of odd. There are some choices here that just kind of
boggle the mind. I suppose they begin with the long haircuts on the boys, which
I don't know what that was meant to add, but it does not add much. The strange
choices do not end there though as we are given the infamous moment where the
kindly Dumbledore interrogates Harry about his name coming out of the Goblet of
Fire by physically assaulting him and yelling in his face. I have to imagine
that was Newell, and not Michael Gambon since that moment goes against
everything else we've seen from the character up until that point or after it
for that matter. Then there are the little things like the horribly awkward
transition to a rock band during the ball scene which caused me to think
another film had been spliced in the first time I saw the film. I could go on,
but I'll just also mention David Tennant, yeah what was that exactly? That's
not to say this is a terrible film. Technically speaking this one where they
take out quite a bit of unneeded fat from the novel, I don't think we really
needed 12 years an Elf randomly thrown in there, and there is fun to be had
from the Harry Potterverse's version of the Olympics. There's
Brendan Gleeson as the teacher who seems to take a liking to Harry, Gleeson is
always a good thing. Unfortunately the missteps do overwhelm to a certain
degree diminishing the effect of certain moments that could have been
highlights of the series. The return of Voldermort in particular, though while
not bad, potentially could have been something unforgettable in say with
Alfonso Cuaron at the helm. The film perhaps indicated where a director could go wrong, and perhaps that contributed to why we'd get a single vision for the rest of the series.
2.5/5
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