The Five Coolest Scenes From the Harry Potter Movies That Weren’t In the Books

No, the movie’s not always worse than the book. The Harry Potter series, which continues Friday with Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, has proved that over and over. Here are the five coolest moments when the movies diverged from the books.

Related: 2016 Is the Spiritual Sequel to 1999

1. Harry Potter, Nick Cave fan

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(Warner Bros. Pictures)

Not all Harry Potter movie music is brewed from strains of John Williams—the soundtrack for the series’ seventh film, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1, includes Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds’ “O Children,” which plays while Harry (Daniel Radcliffe) and Hermione (Emma Watson) awkwardly dance together in a tent. It’s a poignant moment that was dreamed up by screenwriter Steve Kloves. On the run from Voldemort’s totalitarian government, Harry and Hermione become aimless fugitives, bitterly trekking through the wilderness. Yet as “O Children” crackles out of a radio, Harry glumly extends a hand to his friend and they begin to move to the music. It’s a surprising scene, mainly because Harry is better known for brooding than cutting a rug. But it’s also unexpectedly moving to watch Harry and Hermione twirl about that gloomy tent, even as their world crumbles.

Voldemort’s wardrobe malfunction.

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Director David Yates’ take on Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix is replete with freaky hallucinogenic images, none creepier than the sight of Voldemort (Ralph Fiennes) showing up at King’s Cross dressed in a black business suit. A manifestation of Harry’s fear of his noseless nemesis, the banal costume brilliantly demystified the Dark Lord. The sight of Voldemort in a sea of commuters, like a deformed CEO heading to the office, made Fiennes’ fantastical villain seem frighteningly ordinary. The idea that he could pop out of a crowd in a location as ordinary as a train station helped make the series’ depiction of evil feel chillingly close to home.

Daddy issues: Cured!

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The troublemaking Amos Diggory remains one of J.K. Rowling’s most cantankerous creations—he even showed up in the recent play Harry Potter and the Cursed Child to blame Harry for the death of his son, Cedric (played in the movie Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by a pre-Twilight Robert Pattinson). Yet as portrayed in the film by Doctor Who veteran Jeff Rawle, Diggory is a steadfast Potter ally who movingly treats both his son and Harry with compassion, even though they’re rivals. And when Diggory sees Cedric’s dead body after he’s been slaughtered on Voldemort’s orders, Rawle lets out a piercing, Oscar-worthy wail, making you feel the anguish of a man who’s lost what’s most precious to him.

Hermione Granger, mind-sweeper

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(Warner Bros. Pictures)

A number of iconic Harry Potter book moments are missing from the films, from several cupboards’ worth of Dursley antics to that creepy chapter about the tank full of brains that you probably tried to forget. But Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1 did resurrect one scene that happened off-page in the novels—Hermione wiping her existence from the minds of her parents (Ian Kelly and Michelle Fairley) to protect them from Voldemort. It’s a moment of quiet horror—as Hermione casts the spell, we watch her face eerily vanish from her parents’ family photos. Watson plays the scene with a quavering, heartbreaking intensity, making the moment her own. Its inclusion feels like an acknowledgment that she had long since outstripped many of her talented co-stars.

A special-edition hippogriff

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(Warner Bros. Pictures)

If there’s any director to whom the Harry Potter films owe their success, it’s Alfonso Cuarón. After Chris Columbus got the series off to a syrupy, tedious start with The Sorcerer’s Stone and The Chamber of Secrets, Cuarón took over and infused the third film, The Prisoner of Azkaban, with something different: genuine emotion and visual wonders. Twelve years after its release, the film remains a hauntingly poetic adventure that peaks during Harry’s flight atop Buckbeak the hippogriff (that’s a winged horse with a bird’s head). In the book, the flight is brief and Harry spends a part of it mentally whining about how uncomfortable it is to ride on the back of the feathery beast; in the film, Harry rides Buckbeack in a soaring arc above the spires of Hogwarts Castle and over the surface of a silvery lake, spreading his arms wide with a whoop of joy. It’s a moment of true euphoria in a series that ultimately grew brutal and tortured, a moment when the Boy Who Lived looks not only alive, but happy.

Related: WW’s 2004 Prisoner of Azkaban Review

How Emo Fashion Has Evolved—From 1987 to the Present


Early post-hardcore

Considered the forefathers of emotionally charged punk rock, D.C.’s Fugazi had a raw, straightforward sound and no-nonsense fashion to match. The band members’ neutral aesthetic, which consisted mostly of plain T-shirts, jeans and Chuck Taylors, was a direct manifestation of the group’s vehemently anti-corporate stance.



Like it or not, Seattle’s Sunny Day Real Estate was an early purveyor of grunge’s flannel-clad fashion sense that was already having a moment when the band’s debut record, Diary, landed in 1994. Bundled into grunge at the time, perhaps because it was released on Sub Pop.  Diary has since become an emo touchstone given its raw emotion channeled through woolly guitars and crashing dynamics.


Midwestern prep

As internet file sharing decentralized tastemaking, the math-y, off-kilter sound of bands like the Anniversary, Braid and American Football put college towns like Lawrence, Kan., and Champaign, Ill., on the map. The scene’s preference for vintage Western shirts and striped sweaters was due mostly to the wide availability of these items in Midwestern thrift stores, but it wouldn’t be long until the tousled, shaggy haircuts and slim-fit jeans that rounded out this preppy look would be taken to the extreme, bastardized by the mainstream.


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Seemingly innocuous to mild-mannered kids with a taste for screaming, post-hardcore groups like Glassjaw and Thursday ended up doing irreparable harm to emo’s legacy in pop culture. Fueled by Hot Topic and Myspace, straightened hair, girls’ jeans from Hollister, and deep V-necks from American Apparel became the new norm for fans of “screamo,” as it’s now pejoratively known.



As the Warped Tour was overtaken by the preening jock culture that punk music has rebelled against for decades, sensitive kids turned to the jazzy twinkling of American Football’s 1999 self-titled record as their Rosetta stone. And thus, Tiny Moving Parts, which plays the Analog Cafe on Saturday. The plaid-and-Levi’s look of the Midwest is once again the new norm, while East Coast bands with deeper hardcore roots often accessorize with Gerber multi-tools and regionally appropriate NHL jerseys.

SEE IT: Tiny Moving Parts plays the Analog Cafe, 720 SE Hawthorne Blvd., with My Iron Lung and Glacier Veins, on Saturday, Nov. 12. 6 pm. $13 advance, $15 day of show. All ages.

Five Years Ago, Dan Savage Ruined My Life for a Second—Here’s What Happened

In the spring of 2012, a new show debuted on MTV.

Savage U was the quintessential scripted 30-minute sex-centric program; it was meant to be hailed in the likes of Made, True Life and Next. The premise was simple: Renowned sex columnist Dan Savage would travel to U.S. colleges and talk to students about their sex and relationship problems, sort of like a Savage Love column boiled down into four-minute conversations. Instead of getting to hide behind the anonymity of “Can’t Personally Overlook Selfishness,” or something, the people asking questions would be revealed for all of America to watch.

It was canceled after one season. But not before it ruined my life for a second. If you attend Dan Savage’s Hump! Film Festival, featuring amateur pornography, this weekend at Revolution Hall, think about how savage Dan really is when he exploits people’s sexual experiences, or at least mine.

Savage shamed me for being a virgin. It wasn’t cool then, and it’s not cool now.

I first heard of his TV show in fall of my freshman year of college, when a white sheet of paper emblazoned with the iconic MTV logo caught my eye as I passed a bulletin board.

“A new show to be shot at the University of Oregon. Got a relationship story? Be featured on Savage U.”

Like most freshmen in 2011, I was bored, lost and a fan of the YOLO mentality featured in Drake’s recently released “The Motto.” I also sort of had a story.

My high school boyfriend was gay. I was worried something must be wrong with me and thought it might happen again. (The simplest fix would have been dropping my theater major.)

I emailed the show, quickly getting a response to set up a time for a phone call. The next day, I went to the basement of my dorm building and told the show about my ex-boyfriend and my intrinsic love for boys who like boys.

I think I got picked because I was one of four people who actually called, but I was informed I would be featured on the show. I was sent a contract I didn’t read, because #YOLO, remember? Two weeks later, the day after Halloween, I met Dan Savage—almost five years ago to this day.

He and a large crew of producers coached me to pretend to look at my phone and look up to see Savage and his peppy wing woman Lauren Hutchinson—her Twitter bio still says she’s co-hosting Savage U. After about five takes of this, I told my story.

“How can I keep this from happening again?” I asked, playing the role of a naive 18-year-old girl. At first, Savage’s advice was almost poignant, albeit straight-washed. He talked about how part of why we need to create a world more accepting of people who are gay is because of how it hurts people who are straight, citing examples of men who leave their wives after years of marriage.

He also said if a guy doesn’t want to perform cunnilingus, that’s a red flag.

Here’s where I hate MTV.

“I don’t know, I haven’t done it,” I mumbled.

Here’s where every producer turns into a meerkat.

“Wait—are you a virgin?”

“Yeah…” I said.

At this point, being a virgin was my biggest insecurity. I hated talking about it. I felt that no other decision in my life was (a) more personal, or (b) more policed. If you had had sex, you told people it was because you were drunk or it was your first love. And if you hadn’t had sex, well, you also needed a reason for that.

“I’m just waiting for it to mean something.”

This is the justification I had perfected. Plus the fact that I very much wanted to be comfortable enough to play “A Comet Appears” by the Shins (#2011), but you get what you can. It wasn’t based on religion. It wasn’t because nobody had wanted to have sex with me. I felt like nobody could argue with wanting sex to mean something. The conversation thankfully turned back to my original problem, and the segment ended soon after.

I didn’t think much about the interview until an MTV producer called me a few months later. She said updates were needed from everyone who was on the show to construct blurbs at the end of the episode. I told her I was having fun in college and dating straight guys.

A month later, crowded on my twin bed in my dorm with the friends I had made in the past six months, we eagerly watched Episode 8 of Savage U: Oregon.

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There I was, on MTV, wearing a cardigan and talking to Savage. Two minutes later, I was mumbling that I didn’t know what cunnilingus is. Five seconds later, I revealed that I was a virgin on national television. How could they have chosen that?

It was 20 seconds of a 20-minute interview!

I kind of froze.

My friends weighed in: “It’s not a big deal.” “Soph, it was only one part of the whole thing, nobody cares.” “At least you weren’t the girl who talked about feeling scared to masturbate because she pees.”

This is fine, I thought, like that little dog wearing the hat and drinking coffee in that meme. Besides, who’s even watching? Certainly nobody I’ll ever want to have sex with. We continued watching the episode only to see my face pop up again as the show listed our personal updates.

A yellow blurb in trademark bubbly font popped up: “Sophia is trusting her gut and honing her gaydar,” it read.

OK—funny and true! Then the next line popped up.

“She is still a virgin.”

One friend burst out laughing and had to leave the room. Both my onscreen face and real face froze. My mom texted me: “I’m proud of you!”


I had never mentioned my virginity in the follow-up conversation. MTV had no idea if this was true or not. I had become one of the contestants I used to laugh at as a 14-year-old watching Next, Room Raiders and Date My Mom. What suckers, I used to think. Now, I was one of them.

The worst part was that I still was a virgin (yeah, I know)—but that’s not the point, because even now, I’m immortalized as a virgin on MTV. For my entire life, I will be “still a virgin.”

I actually didn’t lose my virginity until two years later. And the confusing part is, I think Dan Savage could’ve played a part in that finally happening.

I met a guy a few months after the episode aired. We were at a party.

“Hey, I saw your MTV episode,” he said. “And I thought, ‘She is the most sought-after girl in America. She’s not giving it up to some asshole.’”

Damn, that was a good line. A year and a half later, we did have sex.

I was 21, which always felt late—which MTV and all popular media told me was late, embarrassing and worthy of making fun of on national TV. There were no candles and “A Comet Appears” wasn’t playing. But it was still awesome.

After it happened, I had a “Fuck You Dan Savage” party. I watched the episode again. Now, I laugh at it all, and the ending is my favorite part. I’m just like this infinite virgin, trapped in this bizarro world where you can make fun of people for being 18 and not having sex yet.

GO: Dan Savage’s Hump! Film Festival is at Revolution Hall, 1300 SE Stark St., on Thursday-Saturday, Nov. 3-5, and Friday-Saturday, Nov. 11-12. $25. More information at

Here’s A Rundown of the Nine Rooms In This Year’s Strip Club Haunted House

Last year, 2,000 people attended Portland’s first-ever strip club haunted house at Old Town’s Spyce Gentlemen’s Club. As far as we know, it was the first of its kind anywhere.

Related: Boo(bs)! Portland’s First Strip Club Haunted House

This year, the strip club haunted house is coming back to Spyce for six nights, concluding Monday on Halloween night. Last year’s theme was Seven Deadly Sins. This year, it’s time travel.

Related:  Portland’s Strip Club Haunted House Will Return

Here’s a rubdown of the haunted house’s nine rooms, as told to WW by visionary strip club DJ and attraction creator DJ Dick Hennessy.


“There’s a hallway that will have a time machine, like time-warp background, then you traverse through a real entrance, and the first area is the Salem witch trials. A couple witches will be tied up at the stake being burned alive, and the stake is the stripper pole, so everything is strip club oriented.”


“Elizabeth Báthory was [a countess in Hungary]—very notorious. She would bathe in virgins’ blood because she thought it would keep her youth. She would sacrifice virgins, so we’re going to have topless girls in cages off to the side about to be sacrificed, and she’s going to be in the bathtub. And there’s going to be hanging naked female corpses draining blood on her.”


“Everything is black and white, even the dancer, painted in a grayscale. There will be TVs with dramatic Twilight Zone things.”


“There’s a girl sitting in a beanbag chair; she’s topless, and she has a huge ’70s bush. She’s smoking a joint and puts it down and prompts you to come closer.”

Bush Monster (Thomas Teal)
Bush Monster (Thomas Teal)


“There’s disembodied GIs in the forest, lots of foliage and camo netting, and there’s going to be basically a strip club in Vietnam—where things go horribly wrong.”


“You’ll see Abraham Lincoln getting a lap dance, and everything is all fun and games until someone comes and blows his head off.”


“Jack has found a female victim and chases her and kills her in front of you.”


“The Shining bartender will serve up cocktails and chat up guests. I’m looking forward to that one because that’s the one where people will be interacting the most with actors in the house.”


“We’re trying to decide if the alien will have three or four breasts; regardless, more than two. And there will be an alien in the room potentially getting a lap dance.”

Haunted Strip Club Time Machine is at Spyce Gentlemen’s Club, 33 NW 2nd Ave., on Wednesday-Monday, Oct. 26–31. 9 pm. $15 admission includes free gift. 21+.

Main Room at Spyce (WW Staff)
Main Room at Spyce (WW Staff)

A Portland Walking Tour of “My Own Private Idaho”

Porn shops. Dumpy Chinese restaurants. Jake’s Crawfish.

Yeah, downtown Portland used to be a real hellhole.

Released in 1991, Gus Van Sant’s My Own Private Idaho painted a bleak picture of a Portland of street prostitutes and violence. This weekend, NW Film Center screens My Own Private Idaho to celebrate the film’s 25th anniversary.

To help get you in the mood, WW has created a handy walking tour of select Portland locations featured in the film, guiding you through Mike (River Phoenix) and Scott’s (Keanu Reeves) journey to find Mike’s mother. Map of Italy not included.



1. Oregon Route 216, halfway between Maupin and Grass Valley


Make your way to the middle of high-desert nowhere, have a narcoleptic episode (or eat a couple of Xanax) and somehow get back to downtown Portland.

2. 915 SW 3rd Ave.

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Do you like this beautiful, vine-covered courtyard? Well, it used to be an unnamed porn shop with bars on the windows. Gentrification has ruined this city.

3. Elk (David P. Thompson Fountain), Southwest Main Street between 3rd and 4th avenues



In MOPI, Van Sant painted one of his production assistants green and had him climb atop downtown’s second-most prominent sculpture.

4. Bailey’s Taproom (213 SW Broadway)



You can’t get Chinese food here anymore, but you can down a frothy pint at the westside’s best beer bar and chase it with a big ol’ burrito from Santeria across the street.

5. Outside the Union Pacific Railroad office (301 NE 2nd Ave.)

You could hang out under I-5 then. You can hang out under I-5 now.

6. Empty lot (1401 N Hayden Island Drive)



The former Thunderbird on the River Hotel, closed in 2005 and burned down in 2012. Mourn the loss at nearby Boomers (1335 N Hayden Island Drive) with some baby back ribs.

7. Cathedral Park, under the St. Johns Bridge


At some point in the late ’90s, most of Portland’s parks changed from terrifying wildernesses rife with knifings to pleasant spots to walk your dogs. Mike and Scott got robbed under the St. Johns Bridge. Pet a dog instead.

8. Hotel Lucia (400 SW Broadway)

The former Imperial Hotel is looking a lot better now that it’s one of the fanciest boutique hotels in the city. Enjoy some fried chicken at Imperial, WW’s 2015 Restaurant of the Year.

9. Sentinel Hotel (614 SW 10th Ave.)




Mike and Scott squatted in the now very nice Sentinel Hotel back when it was the Governor Hotel.

10. Jake’s Crawfish (401 SW 12th Ave.) and Huber’s (411 SW 3rd Ave.)




Plot twist: When Scott enters Jake’s with a client’s wife, the interior of the restaurant is Huber’s. Finish your tour with some lobster tails at Jake’s and a Spanish coffee at Huber’s, Portland’s oldest restaurant.

Related: These Five Portland Bars Are Over 100 Years Old

GO: My Own Private Idaho screens at NW Film Center’s Whitsell Auditorium at 7 pm Saturday, Oct. 15.

Brian Wilson Is Coming to Play “Pet Sounds” for the Final Time. Here Are the Six Hottest Remaining Beach Boys Takes.

Mike Love isn’t the villain he’s made out to be.

Sure, he’s a little aggro. But Mike Love also provided lead vocals to most of the band’s best songs and wrote most of its non-gibberish lyrics. He wasn’t wrong about the absurdity of “Cabinessence” or about Brian Wilson going off the rails on Smile. Love’s uncle Murry Wilson fucked over everyone in the band by selling their publishing rights for pennies on the dollar—it wasn’t just Murry’s own kids who suffered. When Brian finally won $25 million in damages from the incident 30 years later, he refused to share it with Love, forcing Love to sue him and recover his own share. Given the way he’s been treated by the Wilsons, Love is probably not wrong to insist on holding tight control of the band’s name so he can make a living.

Smile and Smiley Smile are both garbage.

“Good Vibrations” is obviously great and “Heroes and Villains” is a very interesting piece of songwriting. But pretending the Smile project was good just because it was ambitious is, at best, disingenuous.

Beach Boys’ Party! is the second-best Beach Boys album after Pet Sounds.

Party is a faux live album performed acoustically by the Beach Boys at what sounds like an intimate house party. The band was at its peak, and the album was made to stave off Capitol Records while Brian Wilson was finishing up Pet Sounds. It’s one of the most unique records ever made and bursting with the band’s talent and catchy pop hooks.

Murry Wilson was at least as talented as Van Dyke Parks.

Listen to Papa Wilson’s 1967 solo record, The Many Moods of Murry Wilson, and Parks’ 1967 solo record, Song Cycle, and tell me you don’t believe Murry was a valuable and meaningful contributor to the Beach Boys’ sound. Sure, he was abusive to his sons and a terrible businessman, but he also helped make the band a success.

“Kokomo” is awesome.

The 1988 comeback single gets a bad rap because it was a Love-led project and because John Stamos is in the video playing bongos while Brian Wilson is absent. But it’s both a great song and worthy Caribbean coda to the band’s earlier Pacific-focused work.

Dennis Wilson should have taken responsibility for his association with Charles Manson.

Look, we all like Dennis, even if Pacific Ocean Blue is critically overrated. But Dennis also brought the Manson family into the Beach Boys’ fold despite seeing plenty of signs to suggest they were dangerous grifters. Dennis funded the Manson family, gave them a place to stay and introduced them to important people, including record producer Terry Melcher, who had lived in the house where actress Sharon Tate and four others were murdered by members of the Manson family. (Manson reportedly was looking for Melcher at the time.) According to Mike Love, Dennis witnessed Manson murder a black man and hide the body, but Dennis didn’t come forward. If Dennis had gone to police, the later murders could have been avoided. Instead, Dennis left control of his house to Manson. Not cool, Dennis.

SEE IT: Brian Wilson presents Pet Sounds at Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall, 1037 SW Broadway, on Friday, Oct. 7. 8 pm. $49.50-$94.50. All ages.

What Portland College Are You?

Incoming college students make up an inaugural wave of transplants that, for whatever reason, natives are OK with. This year’s freshmen have already made their choice among Portland’s four main schools—Portland State, Lewis & Clark, Reed, and the University of Portland—and all have started classes as of this week (whaddup PSU). But dropout rates are high. Save some time and take this quiz to see if you made the right decision. May the (work) force be with you (someday). Good luck!

2016 Is the Spiritual Sequel to 1999

This is a huge week for 1999 in Portland. Arguably it’s the biggest week for 1999 since Dec. 31, 1999! With a new Blair Witch Project movie and concerts by Blink-182 and Garbage, it’s time to put down the Pokémon and toss on your vintage Rasheed Wallace jersey and some Adidas snap-up pants for a night out.

Yes, 2016 is the spiritual sequel to 1999, definitely canon and part of the 1999 universe. But as in any reboot, some details have changed from the original 1999.

The Blair Witch Project


Then: The found-footage thing is new and weird enough that there’s some plausibility to it.

Now: Young people have no idea what a Blair Witch is, but might like a “Flashlight Face” Snapchat filter.

Britney Spears


Then: Britney bursts onto the pop landscape. Everybody talks about her age.

Now: Britney bursts back onto the pop landscape. Everybody talks about her age.



Then: CNN airs warnings that the Pokémon card game is “a fantasy world so compelling that children would quickly become obsessed.”

Now: CNN warns obsessed Pokémon Go players to stop using it while they’re driving, while in the cemetery next to grieving widows, and while trespassing on federal property.



Then: Gorilla Monsoon

Now: Gorilla Harambe



Then: Talking to her man on the phone, encouraging him to say her name so she knows he’s at home, by himself, and not at the crib with another lady.

Now: Praying her man catches her listening as he whispers to another woman on the phone. Bey loves the wrong men.


Then: Chuck Palahniuk’s Fight Club fares well with critics, but struggles at the box office.

Now: Chuck Palahniuk’s Fight Club 2 fares well at comic stores, but struggles with critics.

Bill Clinton


Then: Outgoing president

Now: Incoming first gentleman



Then: Enema of the State hits No. 9 on the Billboard 200 and sold 15 million copies.

Now: California hits No. 1 on the Billboard 200 and sold 236,000 copies.

Harry Potter


Then: Children line up at bookstores around the world at midnight to get the first copies of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.

Now: Twenty-somethings line up at bookstores around the world at midnight to get the first copies of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.

Pressing question about upcoming Star Wars movie


Then: “Jar Jar is gonna die soon, right?”

Now: “We finally get to see Jar Jar’s slow, painful, violent death, right?”

Specter of coming apocalypse


Then: Y2K

Now: Donald Trump