Sadly Potter

Just caught the new Harry Potter film and wasn't it positively depressing? In the beginning we had quite a bit of action with the chosen one being sent into hiding and the baddies being sinister all over the place. Then the threesome we grew up with took to the trees and the doom and gloom of open, wintry countryside. It can be pretty and all that but with three teens lost in the wilderness, hormones raging, with the chance of old Voldy-smashed-nose and his henchmen set to appear from behind a leaf, the film went bloody suicidal.

You could see it Harry's face. He was probably thinking 'Fine, that about does it and points his spindly stick at himself and chants "hocus pocus, I'm a jokus out of 'ere". Even i was tearing up, commiserating with the poor boy's fate. But he didn't. Then there was way too many scenes of muted scenery, the kind that freaks kids out and sets us adults thinking there's a spooky apparition in every shadow. Gloomy dusk shots that brought so much darkness to the film. Isn't the bloody thing still for children? All the colour got drained off. It was melancholy and morose. Depressing and devolving. Stark and dark. All that forest and rock and snow, too much to bear. Brrrr, gave me the shivers. I miss the HP of yore. Fun and banter and sparks up the arse. (The 3 brothers animation was awesome by the way).

Maybe it was a metaphor for maturing teen angst. So much bottled up, all that pressure to be alive, so much legacy to honor and recapture, love and hate and love again, so many creeps with bad hair and smells around. Heinous film. All three protagonists need to see a shrink.

And that thing around the neck was so LOTR.

But I still wanna know what happens last. All because we deserve to follow through. In your grasp you got us JK Rowling, in your literary grasp. (I haven't read any of the books though and missed the last two films. Yes, yes, that explains my shock an awe at all the devilish hues and miserable faces. Anyway kids beware of not so pleasant dreams.)