If some bespectacled Harry Potter fan had told me six films ago that I’d be crowing about the most recent entry in to the phenomenon that is the Harry Potter series, I’d have laughed right in their face. Christopher Columbus’ childish, boring takes on the first two books of the series (childish and boring in their own right) nearly sidelined my nascent Potter interest. Luckily, Alfonso Cuaron’s brilliant and surreal Prisoner of Azkaban pulled me in, though I approached the rest of the films with a sort of half-hearted reluctance, almost waiting for them to fail. But as the credits rolled on David Yate’s sixth entry in to the franchise, last years Half-Blood Prince, I realized two things: one, I was undoubtedly a true fan of this fantastical franchise and two, even if I wasn’t a fan, these were spectacular movies, big budget blowouts in the very best way. And let me tell you, as both fan and film reviewer, Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows Pt. 1 does not, in any way whatsoever, fail to live up to the high standard these films have already set.
David Yates is
the best of the Harry Potter directors. Yes, Cuaron’s
Prisoner of Azkaban still stands as my favorite film in
the series, but where Cuaron pieced together a one-off
adventure only loosely connected in style and substance to
the rest of the films, Yates is intent on crafting fine
films that expand the universe that is Harry Potter.
Deathly Hallows Pt. 1, a split I whole-heartedly
endorse, is the Empire Strikes Back of the series, the dark
times before the big showdown. The Dark Lord (Ralph Fiennes)
has ascended, Death Eaters (Voldemort’s minions) are
intertwined in all aspects of the government, Dumbledore
(Michael Gambon) is dead, and Harry Potter (Daniel Radcliffe)
and crew are on the run in a grim, directionless search for
the artifacts that will lead to Voldemort’s demise. This is
not a film for children. Deathly Hallows Pt. 1 is as
dire and dark as any horror film, and though it’s rife with
a choice selection of big budget set pieces (the broom chase
at the beginning a stand out), the majority of the film is
an emotional rollercoaster. Harry, Hermione (Emma Watson)
and Ron (Rupert Grint) traipse about the majestically filmed
English countryside in search of the horcruxes (the items
that if destroyed will allow Harry to kill Voldemort) slowly
unraveling physically and emotionally along the way. There’s
a lot of pensive staring and pregnant pauses, but Yates
manages to alleviate the doom and gloom with enough magical
goodness for the film to be solidly engaging the whole way
through. On top of that I, a 28-year old man, cried twice
during this film. Not uncomfortable sobbing, but Yates has
managed to really bring the sadness and desperation of the
book to the screen amongst the more fantastical elements.
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