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(The death of Richard Harris, who originated the role, only reinforces our sense of Dumbledore’s vulnerability.) Where Rowling goes soft is in offsetting Umbridge and her ministry with Dumbledore, a good liberal patriarch-albeit an increasingly fragile one.
In addition to being a sadist, Umbridge represents an executive branch of government unchecked-liable to hold an inquisition at the first whiff of insolence, using the citizenry’s fear as a pretext to abolish civil liberties.
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Or perhaps this figure is universal: In no other book do you feel as viscerally the pagan fury out of which the Potter series must have been born. I wonder if Rowling saw them-and was chilled to the marrow as I was by Walker’s leading lady, Sheila Keith. What inspired the creation of this freak? Rowling came of age when the English director Pete Walker was churning out nasty seventies melodramas like House of Whipcord and Frightmare, films that fed on the tension between Britain’s swinging counterculture and its repressed and repressive guardians of middle-class propriety-whom Walker depicted as semi-delusional torturers and cannibals. Palpably loathing her students’ youth and freedom, she metes out punishment with mocking gentility, with a frozen smile more enraging than any angry rebuke.
Plump and pink, a tea-cozy Fascist, Staunton’s Umbridge is the distillation of every twisted, reactionary instructor you’ve ever had. Hogwarts headmaster Dumbledore (Michael Gambon) has turned frosty and elusive.Ībove all, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix is dominated-nearly subsumed-by Imelda Staunton as Dolores Umbridge, the latest and most bloodcurdling Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. A little Irish tuffy called Seamus says his mum thinks Harry’s a loy-er. The Ministry of Magic has mounted a campaign-through its Pravda-like newspaper, the Daily Prophet-to discredit the notion of the dark lord’s return. Is there the faintest trace of sadness? Voldemort is now Harry’s most intimate companion.
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(It was too little noticed on these shores when it popped up-with a lot of irritating commercials-on BBC America.) Yates and his crack editor, Mark Day, let loose with horrific montages: Order of the Phoenix is haunted by the image of Lord Voldemort (Ralph Fiennes), his features still primordially puttyish, in a business suit on some sort of subway platform. (I can’t wait to ogle the Imax 3-D version.) Yates directed the great 2003 British mini-series State of Play, a literate newspaper drama with a vein of sublimated violence. Rowling’s novel, which is punishingly protracted and builds to a climactic wand-off better seen than read. Ah, for the halcyon days of vomit-flavored candy and Quidditch.ĭid I mention that, for all its portentousness, this is the best Harry Potter picture yet? In some ways, it improves on J.K. The prepubescent cuties they once were are seen fleetingly, in flashback. His visage is pinched: You get a glimpse of the fortyish accountant beneath the teenage wizard. Harry (Daniel Radcliffe) hasn’t quite kept pace. Ron (Rupert Grint) is even hulkier and might consider upping his dose of benzoyl peroxide. Hermione (Emma Watson) is developing into a broad-shouldered Amazon. Adding to the unease is the altered appearance of its out-of-joint trio, now on the far side of puberty, each growing at a different rate. Hauled before a hostile tribunal to explain his use of magic in the presence of Muggles, the hormonal, beleaguered Harry recounts the attack of the swirling Dementors: As they drew the breath from his body, he says, “it was as though all the happiness had gone from the world.” That’s how the whole movie feels-Dementored. The palette is grainy and dank, the faces dour, the hero’s alienation beginning to fester. Directed by David Yates, Order of the Phoenix is Orwellian. It’s not even a borderline gothic horror movie, in the manner of the third and fourth (scary) Potter installments. (That last is not by design but comes with the territory.) This is not a family movie. The bleak film of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix smothers the final embers of the series’s childish wonder, ushering in a climate of repressed sexuality, paranoia, Fascism, madness, death, and acne.
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