Prepare yourself for the ultimate sacrilege. I’ve read none of the Harry Potter books. Zero. Zilch. Nada. So therefore, all of my working knowledge of the boy wizard comes from my wife, who’s a big fan of the books, and the movies.
I’ll be honest. I didn’t care for the first three films. I’m not a big fan of movies starring young kids. However, the fourth film really impressed me and, while I was lost through most of it, I found it interesting and fun.
I wish I could say the same about The Order of the Phoenix.
This movie felt absolutely rushed and made little sense. I have no doubt that for those who read the books it was amazing, nor am I telling those people that they are wrong. However, for the movie audience who haven’t read the books, this thing was rather boring and seemed to go nowhere. The ending was probably one of the most anticlimactic conclusions I’d seen in some time, even if it is supposed to lead to a sixth.
Now, just let me say this: It is not the fault of the actors. The kids do a great job, the grown-ups even better. Very good acting, indeed. But, somewhere along the way, the powers-that-be decided the Harry Potter movie franchise would be solely aimed at the book audience, and so while portions of the 800-page books are left out, the book audience is able to fill in those gaps. The movie audience is not. And considering that half the world reads the books, this is probably a smart decision by the powers-that-be.
And so, in summation, I didn’t really like the movie. From what my wife tells me about the book, it could have been super cool. The whole concept of the plot in the book is riveting, and judging from how much my wife liked the movie, that came across to the book readers. However, if the movie stood alone, as it does for one such as me, it lacked any soul of its own, and it really wasn’t very fun at all.
For the non-book readers, there was very little movie magic.