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Nov. 18th, 2002 10:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lawnrrdYesterday was a very yucky Sunday, and we went to see the new installment of Harry Potter and the Lucrative Franchise. All things considered, I think the movie rates a "perfectly adequate," but I'm averaging things.
First, some of the good parts: the acting was good, frequently great. Alan Rickman was criminally underused, but I suppose there was no other way to cut this installment. Lucius Malfoy could very easily have been a sneering cardboard cutout, but Jason Isaacs was better than that. And the visual effects were stunning--it would have been far too easy to go over the top, for the filmmakers to decide to show us first and foremost what they could do, but instead they tried to show us a wondrous and different world, and they succeeded admirably.
Which brings me to my chief complaint: that the story was not well told. A mystery story in such a world, portrayed by such talents, should not leave me feeling so flat at the end. It's as though they spent all their resources on hiring Alan Rickman and generating Dobby, and didn't have any energy left over to think of things like rhythm and pacing.
I almost could picture Chris Columbus sitting there with a checklist. "All right," he thinks to himself, "we had to cut out a lot for this film, but we're going to get this stuff in there: Tom Riddle . . . Check! Moaning Myrtle . . . Check! The diary . . . Check! Ginny Weasley . . . Check!"
Still, it was my only involvement with the world of Harry Potter since I saw the last movie a year ago, and it was an occasion to think about what the stories mean to me. A recurring theme in the series is finding one's place. Rowling is not subtle about this: The Dursleys are quite clear that Harry doesn't belong with them or to them, and Harry's life only really begins when he first goes to Hogwarts to find his kind.
But there are other levels. Harry never knew his parents or other family, and we see how he longs to root himself in this way as well. He also struggles with doubt over whether he really belongs in Gryffindor. One of the reassuring things about the stories is that we know he has found his place and we can be sure that eventually Harry will know that, too.
It resonates with me, though, because I haven't found mine. For emotional self-protection, I separated myself from my parents when I was very small. Unfortunately, those same defenses tend to keep me distant from everyone else, too, whether I want them to or not.
And it's always been hard to tell whether I want them to or not. I've begun to doubt that I could recognize my place even if I found it. Professionally, I know the qualities I expect from my career, although I'm still searching for the path to reach them.
Personally, though, I don't even know what my peer group looks like any more. At one point, I thought I belonged with the computer nerds, but I've spent so much time with the normals that even I am turned off by the stereotype. But I look at the normals, and their existences just seem like living death to me. I love my wife, but her world is just the same thing I've tried to wall myself off from, maybe not for any good reason, but the wall is there all the same.
I just want to be who I am, like what I like, do what I do, and have some people around who don't think it's necessarily bad that it's weird.
Not that any of you have ever felt this way, either, of course.
Postscript:
What's Draco Malfoy for?
I mean, it just occurred to me that Rowling wrote him as a cardboard cutout, solely to be Harry's foil. Others have remarked that the latest movie fleshes him out, gives us a glimpse into his relationship with his father, and maybe illuminates how he got that way. That's all true. But I don't see any of that in the book.
It's a waste, because Rowling could show us a supremely talented, ambitious, amoral Draco, filled with a haughty disdain for lesser beings. He'd be a much more interesting foil for Harry, and a much more interesting and complex character as he grows into a version of his father. Instead, all we have is a boor, a braggart, and a bully.
The movie really illustrated this for me during the dueling scene. Lockhart puts Harry on the platform, Snape selects Draco, and I just asked myself, is this the best that the Slytherin second-year class has to offer?
First, some of the good parts: the acting was good, frequently great. Alan Rickman was criminally underused, but I suppose there was no other way to cut this installment. Lucius Malfoy could very easily have been a sneering cardboard cutout, but Jason Isaacs was better than that. And the visual effects were stunning--it would have been far too easy to go over the top, for the filmmakers to decide to show us first and foremost what they could do, but instead they tried to show us a wondrous and different world, and they succeeded admirably.
Which brings me to my chief complaint: that the story was not well told. A mystery story in such a world, portrayed by such talents, should not leave me feeling so flat at the end. It's as though they spent all their resources on hiring Alan Rickman and generating Dobby, and didn't have any energy left over to think of things like rhythm and pacing.
I almost could picture Chris Columbus sitting there with a checklist. "All right," he thinks to himself, "we had to cut out a lot for this film, but we're going to get this stuff in there: Tom Riddle . . . Check! Moaning Myrtle . . . Check! The diary . . . Check! Ginny Weasley . . . Check!"
Still, it was my only involvement with the world of Harry Potter since I saw the last movie a year ago, and it was an occasion to think about what the stories mean to me. A recurring theme in the series is finding one's place. Rowling is not subtle about this: The Dursleys are quite clear that Harry doesn't belong with them or to them, and Harry's life only really begins when he first goes to Hogwarts to find his kind.
But there are other levels. Harry never knew his parents or other family, and we see how he longs to root himself in this way as well. He also struggles with doubt over whether he really belongs in Gryffindor. One of the reassuring things about the stories is that we know he has found his place and we can be sure that eventually Harry will know that, too.
It resonates with me, though, because I haven't found mine. For emotional self-protection, I separated myself from my parents when I was very small. Unfortunately, those same defenses tend to keep me distant from everyone else, too, whether I want them to or not.
And it's always been hard to tell whether I want them to or not. I've begun to doubt that I could recognize my place even if I found it. Professionally, I know the qualities I expect from my career, although I'm still searching for the path to reach them.
Personally, though, I don't even know what my peer group looks like any more. At one point, I thought I belonged with the computer nerds, but I've spent so much time with the normals that even I am turned off by the stereotype. But I look at the normals, and their existences just seem like living death to me. I love my wife, but her world is just the same thing I've tried to wall myself off from, maybe not for any good reason, but the wall is there all the same.
I just want to be who I am, like what I like, do what I do, and have some people around who don't think it's necessarily bad that it's weird.
Not that any of you have ever felt this way, either, of course.
Postscript:
What's Draco Malfoy for?
I mean, it just occurred to me that Rowling wrote him as a cardboard cutout, solely to be Harry's foil. Others have remarked that the latest movie fleshes him out, gives us a glimpse into his relationship with his father, and maybe illuminates how he got that way. That's all true. But I don't see any of that in the book.
It's a waste, because Rowling could show us a supremely talented, ambitious, amoral Draco, filled with a haughty disdain for lesser beings. He'd be a much more interesting foil for Harry, and a much more interesting and complex character as he grows into a version of his father. Instead, all we have is a boor, a braggart, and a bully.
The movie really illustrated this for me during the dueling scene. Lockhart puts Harry on the platform, Snape selects Draco, and I just asked myself, is this the best that the Slytherin second-year class has to offer?
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Date: 2002-11-18 09:42 am (UTC)And if anyone wants to get me tickets to a midnight show of Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers as a birthday present, feel free.