Never has a bunch of hormonal teenagers imbued with the Satanic power to tear reality asunder been rendered as so frustratingly dull. Everything was cloaked in grey horror and dreary misery, but it never built up, let alone climaxed — it was like watching a machine clank its gears until it needed to stop to refuel for the next movie. Even the comedy felt pretty color-by-numbers, although whatshisface Ron Weasley guy will probably be a great character actor when he’s older.