I haven’t seen it yet, but I just finished reading it again to my children.
Now, if you know me at all you know that I’m a cry-baby. For example, I got choked up tonight when I was watching Indiana Jones II with my boys for the first time. (It was when they cheered when Indy snapped out of his creepy trance by the lava pit and winked at Short Round. Woot!) So of course my chin quivered when I read parts of Prince Caspian.
The book is full of moments that give me a window into the heart of the author and convince me all over again that something miraculous happened in C.S. Lewis’s life, and that something could only have been Christ. These aren’t stories that I read for their action or their plotting. I read them for the magic. For the old magic that reminds me again and again to be young at heart, that the Kingdom is made of such as these, that the stories I grew up on were true stories. As Pete wrote in his post about Indiana Jones, hints of that magic sometimes translate to film (though in a far less specifically Christ-centered sense).So the movie releases today to mostly positive reviews. And some of the negative ones come from Christians, particularly the ones who have a deep affection for the books. (Jeffrey Overstreet’s blog references a few of them.)
Now that you’ve seen the movie, what did you think? Did they pull it off? Did you get the sense that the filmmakers realized which parts of the book made it more than just another book? Does it even matter? Can I stop writing questions? I don’t think so? Who ate my cheeseburger? Yes?