The Chronicles of Narnia
Last week I finally finished reading The Chronicles of Narnia, which Jillian had kindly lent me sometime around New Years. I lost steam after Books 1-4 and put it aside, then read Book 5 in a day earlier this month, and then read the last two on the car ride to/from STL two weekends ago. Overall, I liked the interlinked stories. I think they work best being read aloud to children. But I still prefer the Lord of the Rings series.
I especially liked The Horse and His Boy. Aslan is more of a phantom deity, more mysterious in that story than in the others.
“I was the lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the cat who comforted you among the tombs. I was the lion who drove the jackals from you while you slept. I was the lion who gave the horses the new strength of fear for the last mile so that you should reach King Lune in time. And I was the lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it came to shore where a man sat, wakeful at night, to receive you.”
I rented “Prince Caspian” last Friday under the impression I hadn’t seen it before. But after the first 10 minutes I had the vague feeling I had. Various bits and scenes seemed familiar but I still couldn’t be certain. I clearly watch waaay too many movies.