Friday, 22 April 2011

Sexist, racist- pretty music though.

So, I just watched a movie. Voyage of the Dawn Treader, the third Narnia movie.
I really like the music for the Narnia movies. I’m not going to go into a synopsis of the movies, if you want one then I suggest you dogpile.com it. (I’m kidding, I’m kidding. Google is Master)
The movies themselves are okay for kid’s movies, and Skander Keynes, who plays Edmund, the skeptic child, would get my heart fluttering if I were just a little younger.
The books themselves are full of the dwarves, fauns, centaurs and small children becoming heros that dominate kids fiction. They aren't terrible books, but they would be better if they weren't thinly disguised Christian allegories. More than that though, they require an ability to figuratively block your ears and hum loudly every time you come across some of Lewis’s patented racism, sexism and islamophobia.
To be honest, however, I think the most offensive and laughable thing written in the books is in the fourth book, the Voyage of The Dawn Treader. After all, racism, sexism and islamophobia are still alive and well in modern society, whereas I think we've all moved past an aversion to people who live a healthy lifestyle.
Lewis sneeringly describes odious Eustace Scrubb, with his vegetarian, non smoker, teetotaler parents, with more than a hint of disdain. I also have to wonder if ‘they wore a special kind of underclothes’ is a reference to Mormonism, it being the only philosophy I’ve ever heard of that actually sets out what kind of jocks their adherents should be wearing. Thankfully, by the end of the book, Eustace is firmly converted to the joys of Anglicanism, sorry, Aslanism, though no doubt his parents are still muddling along, not getting lung cancer or liver failure. Maybe they need another book or two to reach that point.
I’ve gone wildly off point. Sorry, it's just something I do.
The movies are mediocre, the books are derivative and shockingly bigoted, but still entertaining in their own way, but the music…I have a soft spot for the music. ‘This is Home’ by Switchfoot, and ‘The call’ by Imogen Heap are both songs that simultaneously cheer me up and depress me, making me long for a magical fantasy world to call my own. I expect in this fantasy world I’ll be obliged to get a sex change in order to make sure I don’t spend the majority of my time sewing and pumping out noble children.

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