You know what sucks? I want so badly to love these movies. And Lord knows I tried. I really tried. I thought that Anna Popplewell was excellent as Susan, and James McAvoy was wonderful as Mr. Tumnus in the first one. Liam Neeson can do Aslan’s voice in his sleep, and not surprisingly, Tilda Swinton killed it as The White Queen.
And yet… I just couldn’t. They had many of the right ingredients, and the effects were solid, I suppose, but the films simply lacked heart. Maybe that’s colored by my childhood fanatical love of the novels. I probably read the entire series 15 times when I was a kid. Maybe it’s unrealistic to hope for it to live up to that expectation. I never noticed or cared about the heavy-handed Christian subtext. It didn’t matter, and it still doesn’t. C.S. Lewis’s tales were simply great storytelling, and I’ve yet to see it well-rendered on the big screen.
Anyway, here’s the trailer for the newest entry, The Voyage Of The Dawn Treader. It looks pretty and exciting and cute and utterly without inspiration. I’m disappointed in advance. Maybe that’ll help me this time. Maybe diminished expectations are the key. Maybe I’ve just had too much whiskey and I’m feeling nostalgic and maudlin. Maybe all of you should just shut your fucking pieholes and watch the trailer.