Guest Post by Morbo
I won’t be in line waiting to see “The Chronicles of Narnia” this weekend.
Because I have kids, I’ve read a lot of kid-lit. Some of it is quite good. Lemony Snicket’s books make me laugh out loud. He loads them up with allusions that he must know only parents will get, which makes reading his books aloud to a kid a lot of fun and educational too boot.
A few years ago, my daughter went through a Narnia phase. We read the whole series. Frankly, I find the books boring, preachy and interminable. It’s not just the Christianity. I could deal with that. The allegory is so clumsily executed that you can easily read the books as just an adventure tale — albeit a dull one.
No, Lewis’ main fault is not that he’s a proselytizer; it’s that he’s dull. The series drags on and on, and by the end you want to take a fire axe to the wardrobe and end your misery once and for all.
The movie is being promoted to both religious and secular audiences — which means it may fail to please both. Disney has hired Christian publicity firms to pitch it to evangelicals. To everyone else, it’s just a fantasy tale with lots of product tie-ins. Aslan is on your box of Cheez-Its, so it must be non-sectarian!
Yet we know Lewis saw the series as a vehicle to spread the Christian faith. He said so many times. Ironically, Lewis had no way of knowing that his beloved home country would become so secular and largely indifferent to religion that his efforts would be for naught.
As London Guardian columnist Polly Toynbee pointed out recently, the allegory only works if people know the bare bones of Christianity’s claims. Many Britons are fuzzy on those details these days.
Most British children will be utterly clueless about any message beyond the age-old mythic battle between good and evil. Most of the fairy story works as well as any Norse saga, pagan legend or modern fantasy, so only the minority who are familiar with Christian iconography will see Jesus in the lion. After all, 43% of people in Britain in a recent poll couldn’t say what Easter celebrated. Among the young – apart from those in faith schools – that number must be considerably higher. Ask art galleries: they now have to write the story of every religious painting on the label as people no longer know what “agony in the garden”, “deposition”, “transfiguration” or “ascension” mean. This may be regrettable cultural ignorance, but it means Aslan will stay just a lion to most movie-goers.
We claim to take our religion much more seriously here in the USA, but often I think we only talk a good game. It’s easy for the average American to sing the Bible’s praises. Actually reading it is quite another matter.
Perhaps the movie, with all of its computer-generated special effects, will find a way to take a ponderous allegory and make it exciting. I really don’t care. There’s only one movie lion I’m interested in seeing. Unlike Aslan, this lion actually teaches us something of worth. You might know him; his name is the Cowardly Lion, and he starred in “The Wizard of Oz.” (I’ve always admired the Cowardly Lion. How can you not love a guy who overcame his fears, battles the flying monkeys and lives to tell the tale?)
So, no Narnia for me. If you feel like me but still want to visit a strange and fantastic land this weekend, skip evangelistic lions and pick up one of L. Frank Baum’s “Oz” sequels. I especially recommend “The Tin Woodman of Oz.” I want to know what Baum was smoking when he wrote that thing. Whatever it was, it produced a much wilder ride than anything that stuffy old prig Lewis has to offer.