According to an invaluable reporter on American religious life, Jeffrey Sharlet, the DVD of Mel Gibson’s The Passion of the Christ serves as a token of faith for many evangelical Christians. They display it on the bookshelf in a place of honor–still in its shrink wrap. The movie they watch, again and again, is Peter Jackson’s The Return of the King.
Walt Disney Pictures and Walden Media have clearly aimed at the latter target in making The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. In adapting this first novel in a greatly popular children’s series, they have made something that comes virtually from next door to The Lord of the Rings, in both source and execution. The books emerged from the halls of Cambridge and Oxford, where C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien were colleagues, friends and fellow Christians; and the productions are also neighborly, having both sprung from the vicinity of Wellington and Auckland. For the director of Narnia, Disney and Walden chose Andrew Adamson–like Jackson a New Zealander, who shot the film in his native country using many crafts artists from Lord of the Rings. That much you can learn just by reading the credits; and when Narnia comes on the screen, its imitative ambition becomes plain to see in the deployment of computer-generated armies across vast stretches of Kiwi landscape.
And yet, as we learn from the contrasting uses to which the lucrative evangelical audience has put The Passion of the Christ and The Return of the King, talent does matter, even to those who claim to see with eyes of faith. I suppose, then, that Disney and Walden may have to settle for a middling position with this movie, on neither Gibson’s heights nor Jackson’s highway. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe–the first moving-picture version of Lewis’s story to combine live action with animation–is conceived and marketed as a thoroughly halfway production: neither too godless for those who want a full measure of Christian allegory nor too holy for the equally lucrative Harry Potter enthusiasts, who want to enjoy their magic without being bothered by doctrine. It is spendthrift in budget yet cautious in style, steadfast in holding to Lewis’s imagination yet timorous about using any of its own.
If the lukewarm were still being spewed out, this might have meant trouble for Narnia. In today’s market, though, I bet this kind of tepid ought to fetch better than $200 million in domestic box office.
And why shouldn’t it? As directed by Adamson, whose most notable previous credits were for Shrek and Shrek 2, Narnia is as handsome a beast as Aslan, its animated lion hero (voice of Liam Neeson), if ultimately as tame. Of course, Aslan isn’t supposed to be tame–but we’ll get to that, after the four Pevensie children are evacuated from London during the Blitz.