Ashley and I saw The Voyage of the Dawn Treader last night. Despite some deviations from the book, it was great. More than anything, I love being captured by the wonder of Narnia, the glory of Aslan, and the greater meta-story that’s going on. Our world is more like Narnia than we think, we just don’t notice it, like poor Eustace.
I love the last paragraph of the last chapter of the Chronicles of Narnia:
And as [Aslan] spoke, He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after. But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story, which no one on earth has read: which goes on forever: in which every chapter is better than the one before.