Saw
Harry Potter & Deathly Hallows part 1 at the premiere last night.
Didn't want to go but someone bought me & my bf tickets and i went with a group of folks. We went out drinking beforehand and I got pleasantly shitfaced ... But then we finished up at 10pm and my buzz wore off during the trailers and i just had a massive headache through the whole thing.
ok so i have never read any of the books and all i've seen of the movies was about half of a RiffTrax of the 1st movie. All knowledge of the series was based entirely off of that, one funny fanfiction written by a member here, and one funny-because-it-was-so-horrible fanfic written by a random internet person (rated pg-13 for censored potter-on-ron action).
when we went to the theatre one of our friends (dressed as potter and carrying the last several books (lol)) had been holding our place in line for the last 4 hours. the line to walk into the threatre ... the tickets had been bought a week ago. so when our group cut in line to meet up w/ him some 15yo girl dressed as hermoine (in a school uniform) walked up to my bf & I and called us "douchey" (direct quote). so we laughed in response and went "Oh no guys, I think we pissed off Bella from Twilight!" and she made this exasperated noise and stomped off so that was the highlight of the evening.
i had been awake since 5am, was coming off having a nasty flu, and enjoying an early hangover. there were about 33509587451931350875 teenagers there, all incredibly vocal, and one of them particularly enjoyed kicking the back of my chair the whole FUCKING time so every time i nodded off i'd be rudely awoken ... the movie felt like it was 6 hours.
ok spoilers below ... kind of i guess? not really. i don't list anything specifically.
there was some super uncomfortable sexuality/semi-nudity (i realize the actors are adults now but they are portraying 16-17yo's ... and they look like they're 14) ... and yikes.
so i didn't know who most of the characters were, and the movie didn't do too great a job of making me like them enough before they died. so some of them died and i was left going "... uh, ... that sucks dude?".
i get that if i'd seen the other ones i'd have had a more emotional connection or something but the death scenes were so platonically done ... and felt rather rushed. which was weird because there was atleast an hour+ of just "sittin' around time" scenes they could have truncated to draw out the important stuff. even among the fans I was surrounded by, no one sounded particularly moved except for one girl off on the left side of the theatre whining "ohhhh! not _____!
" every few minutes.
it was a very bleak and morose movie. i understand that it's supposed to be that way in the book, but well--it overdid it. the atmosphere felt morbid seemingly just to be morbid. the characters reacted weirdly to things, and much of the scant comedic relief felt tacked-on as if the director went "well ok, we've spent the last 20 minutes in Frown Town; let's poop some smiles and veer off into Sillyburg for a sec guys".
i don't understand their system of magic really, so i won't nitpick ... but the characters made some very silly choices sometimes. if you can fart out a spell by reciting a word/phrase in your mind, and you don't have MP to conserve, couldn't they have been just pooting out spells as easily as choosing your words in a conversation? like ok i can dig that there are constraints and probably concentration or something unseen inhibiting them. but at so many points i could only wonder, "wh ... just teleport out of that! just set his shoes on fire! why did you have time to poof harry a different face but not enough time to poof you & him back to london or wherever--or--
anything offensive/defensive
at all?" ... and, of course, the question kept nagging: "um why doesn't he just shoot him or something".
the environments were beautiful--especially the few that weren't given that horrid grey filter. a minority of scenes had any color at all, but the ones that did were
really nice. and though i can't speak in the director's favor, most of the actors were convincing and emoted decently.
there was one scene that was shown as an animated fairy tale, and WOW that was a badass animation. i would have rather seen a feature-length version of
that! it was freaking GORGEOUS.
then after it was over, we got a chance to snicker at a few incredibly shoddy potter/dumbledore/voldemort costumes, complained about gandalf not being in it loud enough to offend a few teenagers, and then we shuffled home and died on the pillow and i had to get up for work 4 hours later.
i give the movie 2 bad white wigs out of 4.
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and there we go, that was the
Review of Part One of the Last Harry Potter Movie As Told By Some Hungover Cynic Who Doesn't Know Anything About the Series. You're welcome.