Somewhere between mildly pleasant and vaguely annoying lies this film. The few good moments are just sticking a camera in front of another wildly innovative idea of J.K. Rowling’s before dropping it: little plants that scream, flying old cars, pet phoenixes, etc. Also, Harry isn’t cute anymore. Also also, when will it be appropriate to point out that little Hermoine is growing into a hot little witch? By part three, I hope.