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HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE Directed by Mike Newell
Certificate 12A


Emma Watson as Hermione Granger and Daniel Radcliffe as Harry Potter in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

DANIEL Radcliffe returns as Harry Potter and he’s really growing up. That’s the stage director Mike Newell (Four Weddings) has chosen for his participation in the fourth of the Harry Potter franchise.
It is our hero’s fourth year at Hogwarts, a year which features the Quidditch World Cup and the Triwizard Tourney where would-be wizards from all schools come together to test their considerable skills.
The Death Eaters are not far off, however, and it seems as if The Dark Lord is ready to appear at exactly the wrong time in Harry’s life.
A parallel to the speaking hat, there is a goblet of fire which selects the participants for the tournament and, of course, Harry is one of an unusual two.
In what is yet another high quality Harry Potter cinematic experience, this most recent addition is half an hour too long: you can feel the energy slipping away towards the middle.
Thank heavens for the appearance of Ralph Fiennes who, as Lord Voldermort, makes up for this dip and adds some genuine exhilaration. In fact, for younger viewers, the climax could be a little too scary.
But it is all worth it in the film’s most exciting, edge-of-your-seat sequence with Harry combatting a fire-breathing dragon for possession of an extremely powerful magic egg.
Beyond all the mermaids, the spells and the enchanted maze lies a film which perfectly captures teenage awkwardness around members of the opposite sex. And when Ron blushes bright red after being asked to dance, that alone is worth the ticket price.
This is Harry Potter with all the grumpiness, hormones, stroppiness that real teens have.

Funny beat goes on in must-see movie

FACTOTUM Directed by Bent Hamer
Certificate 15

APPARENTLY everyone has had their spell reading the works of fabled drunk beat author Charles Bukowski. Even if you haven’t savoured his hilarious, lyrical prose, Factotum, the first English-language film by Norwegian director and writer Bent Hamer is a memorable comedy that will make you feel fresh and smarter than before.
Matt Dillon, himself fresh from a performance in Paul Haggis’s Crash that many felt was his best, betters himself and proves that he is not just a pretty face with a dazzlingly funny turn as Hank Chinaski – a drunkard writer who pursues women and booze with as much verve as his writing.
Paid work, on the other hand, can hang. Hence the film’s title – Factotum, which means a person who has had many kinds of employment.
Taking Bukowski’s prose style to the big screen is a challenge but one well met by Hamer and he doesn’t shy away from bringing us the best that the stories have to offer.
You can almost hear the stories tumbling from Bukowski’s own lips, “Did you hear the one about the French millionaire? Did you hear about the pickle factory?”
Here, there is a huge element of deadpan humour but the pace, the movement and the sparsity of action oddly keeps the pace tight. This is a comedy which never bores, never preaches. Instead, it offers us a swig on its hip flask, if we dare, to see what it is like to be a Bukowski.
Lili Taylor and Marisa Tomei are penetratingly good as lovers of the man, both too good for him and yet bad in themselves at the same time.
We hate him and feel sorry for him; we hate them and feel sorry for them. In the end, however, we love all the characters because we understand them fully – and maybe, not to make huge comparisons, we loved ourselves more too.
An amazing comedy with brilliant performances and an indelible vision. A downright must-see.

Also showing

William Eggleston: In The Real World
AN exciting documentary look at Technicolour pioneer Eggleston by director Michael Almereyda at the ICA. An influence on Gus Van Sant, as well as David Lynch and Sofia Coppola, the man won’t allow himself to be put on a pedestal – a riveting piece of real life and a refreshing look at a man who refuses to intellectualise his work.

The Libertine
A maddeningly wonderful performance by Johnny Depp as the rakish Earl of Rochester.
Visual, arresting and disturbing, this is Stage Beauty only dirtier.

Separate Lies
Tom Wilkinson, Emily Watson and Rupert Everett star in the subtle domestic machinations of a country couple coming apart in the rather good directorial debut of ‘Gosford Park’ writer Julian Fellowes.

Stoned
Debut director Stephen Woolley takes on a psychedelic trip redolent of the 1960s about the legendary Brian Jones, one of the original Rolling Stones and a man who drowned in his own pool at the age of 27.

Pick of the indies

Paths of Glory
France may have outlawed this film for almost 20 years since its 1957 release but Stanley Kubrick’s first major studio film has lost none of its brilliance with time or a heap of other wars films piled on top of it.
Soundly on the side of if not peace then non-war, Kirk Douglas plays Dax, a World War I French colonel who finds himself between his men and his superiors in a clearly wrong battle of wills and situations.
Although ostensibly a story of French and German fighters, the real conflict is between rank and privilege, between danger and safety and, in the end, quite clearly between right and wrong.
Stunningly shot in crisp black and white, the camera’s movements are near balletic as they careen around actors, track down trenches and play tricks with perspective.
Although beginning subtly as a standard war movie, the emotional toll of watching Paths Of Glory is high: where else would the lines, “There is no such thing as shell shock!” be repeated and come to virtually represent the stupidity of the military hierarchy.
The performances are immaculate, every shot a worthy composition and the complexity and sentiment are at the ready – many believe Paths of Glory is what allowed Dr Strangelove to be the masterpiece it is.
Cineworld Haymarket. Call 0871 200 2000.



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