Taking crizzo fanfiction/propaganda to the next level, C.S. Lewis’ original novel was one of the worst books I’ve ever read. No child should ever have it inflicted upon them, and now the film adaptation allows it to hurt me in new and interesting ways.
At least the film doesn’t make it AS obvious that the friendly lion is Jesus etc etc but its still not hard to grasp once you reach 8, and after that the whole plot is kind of unmasked.
Could you tell the author was religious?
