Sunday, April 09, 2006

The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe

Ok, first of all, let me say that first book in Tolkien's epic series is indeed The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring. It's intended as one book, split into three sections. The first book in C.S. Lewis's series is simply The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe, which is part of The Chronicles of Narnia, so it is with that annoyance that I begin my review of the movie The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe.

First of all, this is a movie that wouldn't know subtlety if it came up and bit it on the ass. Ok, I suppose it should be "would know subtlety if it came up and bit it on the ass", because ass biting is so lacking in subtlety that it clearly couldn't actually be subtlety doing that, however I'll acknowledge that as perhaps too abstact an analogy and move on.

This is a basically entertaining bit of fluff, so don't take any of this to suggest otherwise.

However, you know there's a problem when the major force of evil is dynamic, sexy and charismatic and the major force of good is a pussy... a pussycat.

If that's not clear enough, let me make it so. Tilda Swinton owns this movie. The children, aside from Lucy, are boring and charmless, from beginning to end. But watching Swinton seduce Edmund, surprisingly literally, into betraying his siblings, one can almost ignore how little effort is put into showing the narcotic draw Turkish delight holds for the boy.

Ultimately, like so many adaptations, it lacks the magic of the original work. It's amusing throughout, but I can't imagine that generations of children will be watching this and talking to their friends about it in great detail.

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