Release Date: July 15
Director: David Yates
Writers: Steve Kloves (screenplay), J.K. Rowling (novel)
Starring: Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson, Rupert Grint
Cinematographer: Bruno Delbonnel
Studio/Run Time: Warner Bros., 153 mins.
Harry's haunting sixth year at Hogwarts the finest to date
It only takes five minutes into the new, sobering adventure of everyone’s favorite boy wizard for a startling realization to form: not only is Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince an excellent translation of J.K. Rowling's addictive canon, but it's also the first entry to shine on its own devoid of its backdrop mythology. The sixth chapter reaches a new, dark pinnacle in its maturity, abandoning its former Roald Dahl-inspired whimsy to focus on the growing peril facing the hardening protagonists at Hogwarts. Whether it’s the exclusion of John Williams' fanciful overture or the staple Benny Hill shenanigans between Harry and his cartoonishly-enraged uncle, Harry and his filmmakers have put their toys away and grown up.
(Daniel Radcliffe), Ron (Rupert Grint) and Hermione (Emma Watson)
delve deep into the past of über-evil, racist wizard Voldemort (played
with inhuman detachment by Frank Dillane in a sequence of flashbacks)
as an epic showdown becomes inevitable. The action far exceeds its
PG-rating limitations as Harry and his elitist rival, Draco Malfoy,
leave each other bloody and unconscious on more than one occasion. (As
love interest Ginny observes, “He’s covered in blood again. Why is it
he’s always covered in blood?”).
Director David Yates and Steve Kloves’ storytelling skills have also
matured, selecting only the most essential storylines of the 652-page
book in place of the plot suffocation that left previous ventures
impersonal and claustrophobic. This allows secret-weapon
cinematographer Bruno Delbonnel (Across the Universe) the space to
submerge the entire affair into a striking palette of antiseptic grays,
matching the moral ambiguity of its heroes and villains. The finished
production breathes with a majestic clarity fitting the best fantasy
and genre films of the past three decades.
Britain's finest gene pool of talent. Helena Bonham Carter, Alan
Rickman, Maggie Smith and Jim Broadbent make superb acting look as easy
as downing a round of butter beer, but Michael Gambon’s ferocious turn
as Dumbledore gives Gandalf undeniable competition as the reigning
white wizard. Add some truly hilarious comic relief from Grint and
Watson (hormones and Quidditch brooms fly equally fast here), and there
isn’t a performance that can’t do justice to its ink inspiration.
With the series’ last chapter beginning next November, we can only hope
its climax builds off the kinetic highpoints seen here. But for now, we
can call this the franchise that lived.