CHRONICLES OF NARNIA:
THE LION, THE WITCH
AND THE WARDROBE
Walt Disney Pictures, 2005
Georgie Henley
Skandar Keynes
William Moseley
Anna Popplewell
Tilda Swinton
I don’t think that there
was ever going to be any doubt that this film would be
a box office success, but there was some doubt as to whether
it would be any good. Everything is in place for it to
be a sure fire hit – a much-loved allegorical children’s
story, the delightful backdrop of New Zealand, and the
wonderful creations of Weta Workshops. Narnia director
Andrew Adamson (Shrek and Shrek
2) picks up and carries
on the technological advances espoused by fellow New Zealander
Peter Jackson in The Lord of The Rings and the
resonance betwixt the two is hard to miss. It is a duality
that was preceded by the writers of the stories.
CS Lewis and Tolkien met at University
and became members of ‘The Inklings’ a group
of intellectuals who met regularly in the Eagle and Child
pub in Oxford, to read aloud the books they were writing.
It was inevitable therefore that parallels would be drawn
between the two men’s works. Those parallels would
continue into the filmic adaptations of their most coveted
stories: Lewis’ The Chronicles
of Narnia, and Tolkien’s
The Lord of The Rings.
The story tells of the Pevensie
siblings: Lucy (Georgie Henley), Susan (Anna Popplewell),
Edmund (Skandar Keynes) and Peter (William Moseley). The
children are evacuated from Blitz blighted Finchley and
sent to live in a country pile that their mother hopes
will find them far from war. The house belongs to Professor
Kirk (Jim Broadbent) and is run by the prim Mrs. MacReady
(Elizabeth Hawthorne). When playing hide and seek one day
in this vast residence, the youngest Pevensie – Lucy,
decides to hide in a wardrobe, the depth of which could
afford to house even my expansive clutter. As Lucy manoeuvres
her way to the back of the wardrobe the fur coats give
way to fir trees as Lucy finds that she has stumbled upon
a snowy, magical land: Narnia. Narnia has fallen under
the spell of the evil White Witch (Tilda Swinton) and prophecy
states that two sons of Adam and two daughters of Eve will
side with the rightful King of Narnia, Aslan the Lion,
to defeat the witch and bring harmony to the mythical land.
Lewis’ story
is widely read as an allegory for the story of Christ, indeed
audiences will see as much Christian symbolism in the film
as they wish to. Aslan, with his whole dying that we shall
live routine, represents Jesus, or perhaps the holy trinity.
Indeed he does rise again. The betrayal by Edmund costs Aslan
his life. Edmund sells out to the (d)evil witch for turkish
delight. Silly boy, he could have held out for thirty pieces
of silver. The scene where Lucy and Susan embrace Aslan’s
dead body is reminiscent of the two Marys bathing Jesus’ body
prior to resurrection. This is all well and good as a parallel
to the biblical story, but it was the one scene of the whole
film that bothered me most. Their brothers were mid battle
and facing certain death, and instead of heeding the call
to arms, they stayed behind to caress a dead kitty’s
carcass. Father Christmas had given Susan a bow and arrows
and I was screaming for the dippy bint to get up and use
them, so curse my heathen soul. Tolkien’s tales managed
to be allegorical without having the girls’ wimp out.
Eowyn took up the sword in The Return
of the King to avenge
the death of her cousin and fight beside her brother. So
Susan got to launch an arrow at the end once the battle was
all but won, big deal: Turn Amazon love and strike a blow/bow
for womankind! Tolkien criticised Lewis for making the Christian
elements of his story too obvious, but I don’t think
that the film is too heavily laden with biblical symbolism.
It’s perfectly possible to view the film as a fantasy
adventure where good triumphs evil. Others will look for
the religious subtext.
For me the parallels between the
Battle of Britain and the Battle for Narnia were far more
obvious than the Biblical parallels. I enjoyed Peter’s
lingering, longing and almost embarrassed glances at the
young soldier, not much older than him, who is being sent
away to defend his country, while Peter is sent to the
country for his protection. The image of the boulder dropping
birds flying over the witch’s army is directly comparable
with the images of the RAF at the opening of the film.
Adamson’s treatment of these scenes is both delicate
and deliberately obvious. Whereas the battle scenes do
not rival The Lord of the Rings in sheer scale and gore,
they are much more child friendly, this is Disney after
all, and not a shed of blood will spill. .
With everything set to make this
film a success, I was certain that it would disappoint.
But, for me, it didn’t. If you take it at face value
this is a pleasant, festive, family film and is a pre-Christmas
must see for kids – if only to put them off turkish
delight for life.