I do not know who they are, but I think the corpse has a biggish part (Photo: MuggleNet)

The Reeler would like to share its daily dose of gratitude to the folks at MuggleNet (via Cinematical), who so selflessly did the dirty work of reporting from last weekend's New York premiere of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. For a reason I cannot remember now (I vaguely recall a few hours of stomach-cramping horror), I could not attend and bring you the red carpet dork-orgy myself. But really, why would you want my perspective when you can have all of this on an 83-minute podcast?

--Melissa's Mom brings us reports from the official Goblet after-party - Emma Watson, Jamie Waylett, Robert Pattinson, Matthew Lewis, Katie Leung and Tolga Safer live on the show
--The actors about the volume of the Barnes and Noble crowd: "Oh-my-god!"
--Andrew is extraordinarily agreeable. "Yeah? YEAH!!!"
--Emerson and Melissa revisit the delusional debacle: Emerson comes face to face with an H/H'er
--The real Micah Tannenbaum stood up, and his news voice sat down
--John Noe cries
--GOF: Better than POA? "YEAH!!!"
--The crew discuss the film in full detail. Spoilers everywhere and no one cares.
--House elves, magical creatures, the maze, angry roots and impatient fug
--Kevin Steck is backwards compatible
--Dumbledore: too aggressive?
--John summons the (clumsy) ghost of Sirius Black
--Sue has a close encounter of the real kind with Jason Isaacs, who, we learn, enjoys a nice Potter podcast on his morning jog.
--Hi, Jason!
--The scoop on Skeeter in movie five
--Dan Radcliffe: looking forward to filming the book six scenes with Ginny
--Andrew "row"s with the audience over pronunciation
--Mama Sue warns about Goblet's intense ending
--A fan chooses the podcast over DisneyWorld (we tried to make it up to her)

Fuck! "The scoop on Skeeter"? Mama Sue gets intense? What a cultural moment this is! Joaquin Phoenix squeezing Campbell Robertson's earlobes at the Walk the Line premiere has nothing on it. Now if only I had an iPod and about 25 years of compunded self-loathing. Alas! Heartbroken again.