harry potter and the order of pheonix

I am disappointed. Through And Through
just got back from watching HP&the order of the pheonix.
well, what can i say? by far, the book is my favourite. but the movie Just Had To Suck.
sheesh. it was so bad, even worse than HP&the goblet of fire!
so many parts were edited and cut out, though to give them credit, the first part gave me just a little hope.plus, they even changed some of the facts! like how cho chang was the one who spilled the beans. it wasnt her, was it? it was her friend
and that little guy in DA? he was potrayed in the book as irritating as hell, but in the movie, he was just K-ute.
&dolores umbridge? HAHA sure she was irritating as hell but looked pretty normal. she was supposed to look like a frog or smethg! HAHA
this movie totally lacked Action, Emotion &Passion.
i'm sure J.K.Rowling's biting her butt off watching it.(nah im sure it wasnt THATTTT bad)
was mostly disappointed at the last part when they all went to the MOM.
how come there weren't enough fighting. how harry was so damn emotional when sirius died. all that wasn't potrayed. how come voldemort showed so little of his ugly face(he IS ugly that's for sure!) &how come the statues didnt move!
lol i had high hopes but once again...

well, let's just wish that the next movie (half-blood prince) would be so much better.
after all, there are many twists and turns &yea hell, dumbledore died.
&i just realised how wrong everyone is. hermoine granger/emma watson isnt pretty.
nope, but she has strong features. strong enough you could call her handsome even.
HAHAHA oh this is madness i feel like a potter freak. but seriously, very disappointing.
OH OH OH. but looney, i meant LUNA lovegood was pretty good.
apart from harry and his anger. lol
ginny didnt appear twice as much too. so yea. there you go.

ripped this off http://www.bookmunch.co.uk/view.php?id=1068
Review of the book, &shows exactly why the book is ten times better.


Let’s clear the air, shall we? Before we do anything else. Let’s clear the air. The recent furore surrounding the publication of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix threw up a whole bunch of issues.

One – the media don’t really like JK Rowling and sort of sneer at the phenomena that is Harry Potter – you see this in the way The Guardian ran a short piece on the day of publication by some mimsy 11 year old girl who had never read the books and thought the whole thing was sort of sad, you see it in the way reviewers always always always knock Rowling’s prose style (“ooh she hasn’t got what Philip Pullman’s got, has she?”) and you see it in the way the media seek to confuse the author with the phenomena (“she rules the kingdom of Harry with an iron glove, so she does!!”).

To which I say GET OVER IT, NO WAY and SO WHAT?

Two – there are a whole bunch of people who either don’t read or haven’t read Harry Potter (or, worse, don’t READ full stop) who hate the fact that adults read and enjoy Harry Potter. You see it time and again. They wear their ignorance like a badge of pride (they haven’t succumbed to the hype, mahn). They say they’ve seen the film (or – no – they’ve glimpsed ten minutes of the film on a flight somewhere – they’re way too cool to ever sit through the whole film intentionally) and the whole thing is some middle class public school wank fest.

To which I say THE FILMS ARE NOTHING, THE FILMS ARE EYE CANDY FOR CHILDREN – the films have NEVER - NEVER - managed to catch what makes the books great (well, apart from that ten minute spider sequence in The Chamber of Secrets - man, that was cool!)

What I’m saying is – increasingly, there are acres of jungle to sift through before you can sit down with the book.

You remember the book, right? The thing that started all of this. The words on the page. The characters and the story. The narrative. All that stuff that started you reading in the first place (and one thing about reading Harry Potter is this – whilst you are aware that you’re reading a children’s book – the thrill you experience reading PotterThis time around Harry is 15, and – for the first time, noticeably – a teenager. This is one hell of a moody guy. He rows with Hermione and Ron, he likes to sit gazing out of the window, he finds hims is akin to the thrill you experienced when you started reading – that’s what makes adults read – it takes you back there, the books light a fire under you, rob you of the painful years of adult life, strip you back to being a person who reads, takes you to some other place – like all the best books do).

This time around Harry is 15, and – for the first time, noticeably – a teenager. This is one hell of a moody guy. He rows with Hermione and Ron, he likes to sit gazing out of the window, he finds himself unaccountably furious with those who previously he held dear. Plus nobody is telling him anything. The Order of the Phoenix (a group comprising Mad Eye Moody, Sirius Black, Snape, and others, lead by Dumbledore) are busy tracking Voldemort and fighting the propaganda espoused by the Ministry of Magic (Voldemort isn’t back they say, Dumbledore is going mad, Harry Potter is just some young show-off out to draw attention to himself) – but Harry is not in the loop – even when two Dementors (you’ll remember Dementors from HP and the Prisoner of Azkhaban - big lumbering beasties who trap you with all of the sorrows of your life) – even after he has been attacked by Dementors, Harry is still ignored and kept at arm’s length.

Defending himself and Dudley Dursley from the Dementors using magic gets Harry in a whole mess of troubles and he finds himself brought up before a tribunal in the Ministry of Magic – and the tribunal introduces us to the character that defines HP and the Order of the Phoenix: Professor Umbridge. She looks like a frog but she acts like a toad. Back at Hogwarts, Harry sees her ensconced as the new teacher of the Dark Arts – and how dark she is: she has Harry into detention toot sweet, detention that sees Harry gouging words into his own skin with a terrible magic quill, words that disappear almost the instant he has finished writing only to reappear as he writes them again. Line after line, gouge after vanishing gouge. Umbridge has her eye on Dumbledore’s job and the Ministry of Magic wants to break Hogwarts, wants to make sure Dumbledore presents no threat to the rule of Cornelius Fudge. That is the real heart of this book. The relationship between Fudge and Dumbledore. It may be that many readers initially think Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix doesn’t live up to the climax of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - we were left with Voldemort resurrected and a wizard war on the way weren’t we? Where is the battle? Where is the war? What we get here is legislation. Parliament. Politics. All of which may sound a tad stodgy, to be sure. But Rowling is fashioning an epic. There are two books to go. We edge ever closer to the final climactic battle (and one of the things Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix does is reveal how the series will end – Dumbledore sits Harry down at the end of the book and tells him . . . *****

Well. That would indeed be telling.)

Despite the fact, then, that this is a transitional book in some senses (as Harry is between-times, not a child any longer yet still not a man) – Voldemort is back but he is amassing an army, gathering his power, readying himself, Harry is out of the loop, lots of things are going on behind the scenes – despite all of these things there are still some blazing set pieces (I won’t spoil them all but any book that features Dumbledore kicking ass, Hagrid kicking ass, giants kicking ass, Death Eaters kicking ass . . . well, you keep turning the pages I tell you) and Rowling retains her love of and obvious skill in writing THAT WHICH IS TRULY DARK (this is what the films have never managed to grasp) – I’ll give you just one example – the Death eater who falls into a bell jar in the Ministry of Magic and loses his face to the ravages of time – he ages, he is old, he is a baby again, he grows, he ages, he is old, he is a baby again – finally wrenching his head free to remain an adult with a baby’s head . . . Nasty.* So. It isn’t collective hysteria. There is a reason Rowling is as successful as she is. Rowling has a way of drawing the dark from the shadow, has a way of extracting all of the danger, mystery and excitement from a situation it is possible to excavate. She is a great writer with a captivating prose style (so yah-boo sucks to you Stephanie Merrit and Mark Lawson and everybody else that damns with faint praise). And like most people, it seems, I’ll be there four years from now, queuing in the street at midnight, feverish to get my hands on Harry Potter 6.

Let’s just hope next time around she breaks the 1000 page mark!



***** - the movie DID not potray this AT ALL!
* - the movie DID NOT potray this too! what a waste. it also didnt show how razy ron became when brains ate him or smethg like that.