Shortly after seeing the movie adaptation of J.K. Rowling’s book, Harry Potter And The Goblet of Fire, I rushed out and bought the book to see how the silver screen version differed from the book.
As one might expect, there is no way for any movie, even one longer than two hours, to completely cover everything found in a seven hundred-plus page book. My friend, Josh, likened the movie to a stone skipping across the water of the source material. While I don’t entirely agree with that characterization, there are plenty of subplots removed from the movie for the sake of brevity and clarity.
However, the movie did a fantastic job of hitting most of the book’s important points. Not all, but most. That is probably the most we can ask of any book to movie adaptation. The visuals, are fantastic, of course. We could hardly expect less from a big budget cash cow of the WB empire. Unlike the Star Wars films, the writing and acting in the films is so much more natural that the visual effects complement the story rather than being the story. In short, the movie is great.
That is not to overshadow the book itself. There is a reason that millions upon millions upon millions of people old and young love the Harry Potter series. The fact is that J.K. Rowling has crafted some amazing stories. Her characters have some depth, her plots drive the reader forward, and the fantasy is tantalizingly close. The books seem to say, “We may be muggles, but wizards are among us.”