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We went out for Dinner And A Movie last night, being the first time we've ever actually done that in three years of acquaintance.
I have mixed reactions. They used a lot of computer animations, which varied between "bloody awful" and "pretty good;" the computerised shots of train journeys were quite appalling, but the animals were more or less technically well done. My problem with animated animals is that they're almost always foolishly exaggerated and Disneyfied, and these weren't much of an exception - not quite as vulgar as some, but certainly lacking in dignity. The BBC version's animals were very obviously people in costumes with a lot of makeup, but the characters were very much more solid. The movie plays up the humorous side of the animal characters and rather loses something in so doing. In fact, none of the characters were very good - all far too shallow. People are generally capable of more than one emotion.
And I HATED the script - I'm sorry, but middle-class English kids in the 1940s did not say "yeah," "gonna," or "guys." I suppose I can sort of believe Narnians using American idiom, although it grates horribly because they're really obviously trying to use English idiom, but I cannot buy into the idea of the Pevensies using American slang.
On the plus side, there were quite a few highly amusing moments, which if you're not going to have characters, you rather need - not that it's a good substitute, but it keeps one alive.
Best line: upon hearing that she is expected to fight in a battle and fulfil a prophecy, Susan says in horror "But we're not heroes...we're from Finchley!"
Sunday involved hanging out with Aviel a bit, since she was in town. I like when this happens.
I composed several profound posts on the subway, but can't remember them now. It's something about the turnstile - you go through, and all the wonderful things you were thinking get sucked out of you, to be replaced by thoughts of "two blocks...shall I cross here?"
I have mixed reactions. They used a lot of computer animations, which varied between "bloody awful" and "pretty good;" the computerised shots of train journeys were quite appalling, but the animals were more or less technically well done. My problem with animated animals is that they're almost always foolishly exaggerated and Disneyfied, and these weren't much of an exception - not quite as vulgar as some, but certainly lacking in dignity. The BBC version's animals were very obviously people in costumes with a lot of makeup, but the characters were very much more solid. The movie plays up the humorous side of the animal characters and rather loses something in so doing. In fact, none of the characters were very good - all far too shallow. People are generally capable of more than one emotion.
And I HATED the script - I'm sorry, but middle-class English kids in the 1940s did not say "yeah," "gonna," or "guys." I suppose I can sort of believe Narnians using American idiom, although it grates horribly because they're really obviously trying to use English idiom, but I cannot buy into the idea of the Pevensies using American slang.
On the plus side, there were quite a few highly amusing moments, which if you're not going to have characters, you rather need - not that it's a good substitute, but it keeps one alive.
Best line: upon hearing that she is expected to fight in a battle and fulfil a prophecy, Susan says in horror "But we're not heroes...we're from Finchley!"
Sunday involved hanging out with Aviel a bit, since she was in town. I like when this happens.
I composed several profound posts on the subway, but can't remember them now. It's something about the turnstile - you go through, and all the wonderful things you were thinking get sucked out of you, to be replaced by thoughts of "two blocks...shall I cross here?"
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