“Well, the first symptom would be flames out of his anus...”
Ok, I admit it- I'm finding it difficult to watch Eddie Redmayne in anything without thinking of The Theory of Everything,
and Mrs Llamastrangler concurs. But that's no reflection on him as an
actor, and his standout performance here simultaneously reminds me of
Matt Smith in Doctor Who and something entirely new. Not only
that, but this is a splendidly entertaining film full of magical beasts,
imaginative concepts and fast-paced excitement from the pen of J.K.
Rowling.
The Doctor Who connection extends,
perhaps, to Newt's wonderful suitcase being bigger on the inside, with
one of the funniest scenes being Jacob trying to force his portly frame
inside it, but then I'm a Doctor Who fanboy. If I were a Harry Potter fanboy,
on the other hand, I'd be squeeing over this look at the world of magic
in 1920s New York, where Muggles are "no-maj" and there is a new witch
hunt from the "New Salemers", with that song from the little girl being
the creepiest thing in the film by far.
But we also see
the different ways wizards organise themselves in America, and still
have time to namedrop both Hogwarts and Dumbledore, although the
mythology is never allowed to overshadow the tumultuous events, where
even the baking of a strudel involves some awesome CGI. It's a film that
triumphantly mixes the epic, the cool, the funny and the tragic, with
budding lovebirds Queenie and Jacob forced to part, with his muggle
memories having to be erased. Still, there's a hopefully ambiguous
ending and there are many reasons to await the sequel. Good, exciting,
fast-paced fun.
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