It snowed last night. Not a lot, but enough for a half-inch or so to stick in shadowed areas. It's cold tonight -- low of about 12, apparently.
Anyway, just sort of dinked around today. One of the things I did was to re-read The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. (I can never decide whether to underline, italicize, or boldface titles when I'm writing about them...) I figured that (like
And I have to say, I'm kind of surprised that they're making a movie based on this book. Maybe it's just that I know the story too well, or that the experience mutates once you realize it's a Christian allegory, but reading it this time, it seemed like there wasn't really any drama in the story. There's no tension.
It's like, the characters just kind of follow their destinies, and everything turns out all right in the end. The never make any decisions; they just do whatever circumstances lead them to do. And the day is saved not because of anyone's choices or nature or anything, but because Aslan (who is, let's not forget, GOD) goes and does The Right Thing, which he knows will fix all the problems. The whole story is running on the rails of fate, and it all just happens automatically as soon as the right elements (which are prophesied, even) come into position.
So I'll be interested to see how they make that into a compelling movie, or whether it'll just be a whole lot of "Ooo, pretty" up on the silver screen.
EDIT: And the feeling of being on autopilot came as a surprise to me, because I am quite fond of the Chronicles of Narnia. So I felt a little bit let-down by this latest read.