harry potter and the goblet of plonk

We went to see the new Harry Potter film featuring a goblet of fire. Fire that changed colour, depending if you feed it methane for instance, that should make the flame blue. In stark contrast with a dragon's breath which would be redish. And there were some dragons in there, oh boy there were, allegedly imported from Romania.

Oh dear, oh dear...

It was funny, when they mentioned the romanian dragons, 4 pairs of eyes (that would be: Mariana's, Lilian's, Christina's, Alireza's) turned to me, glitters of amusement in each pair. I waved to them as saying: it's all true, we rear dragons in our back gardens. And they do spit fire too.

To be honest, I'm tired of the Harry Potter series, it's an episode a year, same thing, same decor, the novelty worn off. And, I caught myself thinking during the film, this is something writers do these days, they get a cash cow and they milk it dry. It's a sign that it's all about money. It's so easy to stick with something that did the trick before rather than reinventing the plot every time.
Or maybe it's a sign of the modern neurosis we're all suffering from, being obsessed with the same repetitive imagery flooding our brain unconsciously, clearly a sign of the uncurable trauma of being alive. Take that!