Well, now you know the biggest thing I didn’t like about Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. We finally saw it yesterday. And if you haven’t seen it – STOP READING! Get off the computer, or at least go play solitaire.
Now that those who are still reading are ONLY those who have seen the movie, we can get down to business. I loved the movie, and I hated the movie. Some parts were beautiful – the dragons, and the Durmstrang ship, and the carriage from Beauxbatons. The Goblet of Fire was suitably impressive, and the scene in the graveyard, and Lord Voldemort, were chilling. It seemed right that Voldemort would even have a slight sense of humor – it makes him more chilling.
But I hated the treatment of women in the movie. In the book, when Hermione argues with Ron after the ball, she storms off and he is left behind. In the movie, he storms off, and she sinks to the floor, crying, and removes her shoes – like it’s all too much for her. She’s “one of the best witches of her generation” according to book (and movie) three, but in the fourth movie, she seems like an accessory. I know they can’t put all of her book scenes in the movie (not if they want to have the movie finish in one evening), but, when they do have her in there, they should get her personality right.
I found Madame Maxim disappointing also. For the most part, she’s a prop for Hagrid’s romantic interest. In the book, she is an impressive woman; in the movie she’s merely tall. She listens to Hagrid talk and gets his hand off of her behind. She could have wandered in from any well-dressed giant's bar. In the movie, they changed her school, Beauxbatons, to be an all-girl school. That would have been fine had they not had this “sighing” type of entrance with the little butterflies. Obviously, they are really girly – as opposed to the fierce masculine entrance of the all-male Durmstrang team (which was well done).
Overall, the female characters are not portrayed as being as capable as the men (except for Professor Flitwick who is merely an object of fun in this movie). But, all of these women and girls are supposed to be powerful witches, or witches-in-training. Instead, they simper. Or run after Viktor Krum on the beach – and while that is in the book, the movie-makers conveniently left out the numerous boys who are following Fleur around (after all, she is part veela).
Fleur is the worst. She should head back over to whatever teenage slasher film she came from (and I mean the movie character not the actress who, I’m sure, was just acting as she was directed). Fleur is supposed to be the champion of her school, but, if she has any competence beyond running and screaming (while looking cute in a form fitting sweatsuit and glancing over her shoulder occasionally), or swimming and panicking (while looking cute in a bathing suit and…oh whatever), that competence isn’t shown.
At least they didn’t mess up Professor McGonagall’s character – you can’t picture Dame Maggie Smith putting up with that. And, in fact, she’s got a few wonderful scenes – one where she tells off Mad-Eye Moody (right), and one where she teaches the students to dance. And, another minor character, moaning Myrtle, has a hilarious (but in-character) scene with Harry in the prefects' bath.
And, lest you think this is just a feminist rant, it’s no small thing when the movie-makers mess up half the characters in a book including three of the main ones.