Caspian at sea

I don't have the protective feeling for Narnia that I do for Tolkien's work, but all the same I thought I should find out as soon as possible what was done to it in the new film. So I signed up for the C.S. Lewis Society of California's private screening. This was before I saw the reviews, which were all slams. My heart sank. What tedium had I let myself in for?

( the ugly truth )

Our admission included a post-film "lunch" in a nearby restaurant, which proved to be reception-type snacks: bite-sized quiches and cheese-and-crackers plates. Various friendly folk I chatted with proved undismayed by my Narnian puns, but proved to know far less about Lewis than I did, which I found a bit disconcerting because most of my conversations about Lewis are with world-class experts on the subject. They hung on my words, so I recommended a few books to read and went on my way.