“Casablanca . . . for Kids”
That’s my take on the newest (and last?) Harry Potter movie, viewed at an early screening last night (double-thanks to my 70 and 80-something parents — once for scoring the free tix, and again for sitting through it).
My 11-year son and his friend loved it; ditto my 8 year-old boy.
And for adults?
Not so much.
The youthful characters (Harry, Ron, Hermione) all seemed two-dimensional, while the “adults” (Voldemort, Severus Snape, Professor McGonagall) all came across as clichÃ©s.
Apparently, Hollywood has decided that the best way to make old(er) characters seem wise and thoughtful (and not a little ironic) is to have them . . . t-a-l-k . . . s-l-o-w-l-y.
As far as the 3-D and special effects go, I didn’t see anything last night that I haven’t already seen in movies like Avatar, or anything by Pixar.
In fact, my two strongest impressions from the movie were: 1) Botox isn’t just for actresses; 65 year-old Alan Rickman, who plays Severus, clearly has partaken; and 2) when did they start serving popcorn in wheelbarrows at movie theatres??
I was literally astounded by the humongous sizes the popcorn came in — never mind the price!