With the intention to tell an "old story anew" (because who would actually want to see a new story told anew?), Maleficent begins with the discord between two kingdoms, lazily described through narration. One kingdom is occupied by humans who want nothing more than to add to their empire. The other kingdom, The Moors, is bursting at the seams with peaceful and magical creatures basking in the glories of nature.
As a young girl, the winged and horned Maleficent encounters her first human, Stephan, and an unlikely friendship develops. As they grow older, Maleficent (Angelina Jolie, born, I say, born to play this part) remains true to her spirit, while Stephan (a miserably miscast Sharlto Copley) goes the way of many humans (take your pick from bad, wrong, greedy or evil). When an embarrassed and dying king (whose attempt to invade the moors was halted by Maleficent) offers his kingdom to whomever can slaughter the fairy and avenge his crown, Stephan uses his established relationship with Maleficent to trick her, drug her and then clip her wings.
With Maleficent's wings in hand, Stephan ascends to the throne. Meanwhile, Maleficent convalesces in agony. When King Stephan and his wife have a baby – a girl named Aurora – Maleficent gets her revenge by cursing the baby. On her 16th birthday, Aurora will prick her finger on a spinning wheel's needle and fall into an endless sleep, thus becoming Sleeping Beauty.
Wouldn't this be a good place to put an unlikely and unexpected friendship? That's what develops between Maleficent, who has been keeping a watchful eye on the future princess, the teenage Aurora (Elle Fanning), who mistakenly thinks that Maleficent is her fairy godmother (cute, huh?). The introduction of the very handsome Prince Phillip (Brenton Thwaites), turns out to be a red herring. The true love's kiss that awakens Aurora from the sleep of her irrevocable curse comes from the most unpredictable place (yeah, right!).
First-time director Robert Stromberg probably hoped that Maleficent, a malfunctioning reimagining of a classic character's beginnings, would have the same appeal as say, the stage musical Wicked. The closest it comes is to that is that it's wicked awful.