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(Cert 12A, 134 mins)
Family trees bear poisonous fruit and their roots run deeper than any ardent fan of the wizard world of JK Rowling might have dared to dream in Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes Of Grindelwald.
Written for the screen by the bestselling author, David Yates’ frequently thrilling sequel continues to expand and enrich mythologies beyond the wonder years of Harry Potter and his Hogwarts alumni.
Not by accident, the impassioned pureblood rhetoric spouted by dark wizard Gellert Grindelwald (Johnny Depp) dances to the same divisive drums as US President Donald Trump’s controversial nationalism.
“Regret is my constant companion. Do not let it be yours,” Grindelwald whispers to one acolyte as he galvanises an angry uprising against non-magical folk, who are thought to be worth less because they are different.
Depp dials down the pantomime villainy, opting for slow-burning insidiousness that unsettles rather than flat-out chills.
The aching depth of a childhood bond with Albus Dumbledore (Jude Law) is implicit in lustrous flashbacks.
“We were closer than brothers,” sadly recalls the future headmaster of Hogwarts, who has never recovered from the lingering poison of desire.
In an exhilarating opening set-piece, which allows director Yates to flex his muscles, Grindelwald stages a breathless escape from the custody of the Magical Congress of the United States of America (Macusa) led by President Seraphina Picquery (Carmen Ejogo).
The dark wizard sets in motion his convoluted scheme, which focuses on emotionally disturbed outcast Credence Barebone (Ezra Miller), who is a prisoner of Circus Arcanus along with shape-shifting companion Nagini (Claudia Kim). In London Torquil Travers (Derek Riddell), head of Magical Law Enforcement, implores magizoologist Newt Scamander (Eddie Redmayne) to join the fight against Grindelwald and serve the Ministry of Magic alongside his older brother, Theseus (Callum Turner).
“The time is coming when we all have to pick a side,” Theseus warns his sibling. “I don’t do sides,” says Newt naively. Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes Of Grindelwald builds robustly and stylishly on the first film to test the frayed resolves of flawed characters, some of whom have already lost so much.
Redmayne endears us even more to his socially awkward loner as he brandishes a wand in the name of creatures great and monstrous.
Production design and costumes are a heaving banquet for the eyes, garnished throughout with special effects conjured by an unseen army of digital wizards.