The Last Battle for Narnia

Last BattleI recently finished my voyage through Narnia on audiobook by listening to The Last Battle.  I began with an exciting narrator, Kenneth Branagh reading The Magician’s Nephew, and finished with another exciting one–Patrick Stewart!  And he was excellent, especially in some of the more exciting moments.

The Last Battle is a decidedly odd installment in the series.  It opens many generations after Caspian and Rillian of the previous book, with King Tirian, “the last king of Narnia.”  In the North, a crafty ape and misguided donkey set up a false Aslan to control the Narnians.  They form an alliance with the foreign Calormens, fell the trees and make plans to enslave Narnia’s people and talking animals.  Tirian tries to stand against them, and is soon joined by Eustace and Jill, sent from our world to help.

The book is much grimmer than the previous ones.  That’s not immediately apparent, but as the book goes on it becomes an increasingly desperate struggle against lengthening odds.  There is ultimately a victory, of a sort, but only on a cosmic level.

And that’s why I’m not sure how to feel about this one.  The end ultimately has a very positive feel to it…but it also renders the struggles of the first half of the book somewhat pointless.  The whole world of Narnia is highly symbolic, of course; I think this may be the one installment where Lewis’ symbolism overwhelmed the adventure aspect of the book.  I didn’t dislike the symbolic, cosmic-level side of the book, and Lewis actually did quite nicely with making eternity seem rather homey–and grand and immense at the same time.  All the same, it sits a little awkwardly next to the adventure side.

I am not entirely sure I’m making sense here, so on to other aspects!

The portrayal of the Calormen is a bit complicated here.  They weren’t exactly nice in The Horse and His Boy, but they somehow become worse here, maybe because there’s a new sense that they’re inherently villainous in some way.  Which is all well and good if Lewis wants inherently villainous Calormen; it becomes more troubling when you figure that, symbolically, Calormen are not really Calormen.  However–Lewis does something to redeem that aspect by giving us one Calormen soldier, who is a devoted servant of wicked Tash but still a good person and still comes into Aslan’s Country.  Aslan ends up telling him, essentially, that good is still good and evil is still evil, no matter whose name you’re doing it in.  It’s a simple message on a complex subject, but as a simple message it’s a nice, open-minded touch.

The question of Susan is another troubling one.  Even if she is a bit of a wet blanket, I’ve always felt bad for her in this book!  Here’s a case where Lewis’ symbolism is probably too vague; I find it hard to know exactly what barred Susan in the end (is it really a love of make-up, or is that symbolic?) so I don’t know quite how bothered to be.  I like to think, though, that the tragedy she experiences (rather off-stage) inspires some new depths of character, and that she eventually comes to Aslan’s Country too.

Enough deep and grim discussion, so I’ll wind up with three more amusing notes.

All the discussion of places within places in this book, many of them bigger on the inside, led me to wonder if Lewis’ wardrobe (a wooden box, you know) with an entire world inside of it might have been an inspiration for a police box that is also bigger on the inside.

I recently rewatched the Lord of the Rings trilogy, and that juxtaposition has made me want to mix things together a bit…and after all, who’s to say that the Undying Lands aren’t an offshoot of Aslan’s Country?  (Well, Tolkien and Lewis could say they aren’t, but I rather like the idea!)

And finally, my favorite moment from the very end of The Last Battle (a bit of a spoiler), is when all the long-dead characters of the series reunite (including my favorite, Mr. Tumnus!) and laugh over old jokes together.  Because really–what good is a heaven if you can’t enjoy old jokes there?

Having now finished the entire Narnia series, I can definitely say that The Magician’s Nephew and The Voyage of the Dawn Treader are my particular favorites, probably because they have the most appealing characters and visit the most interesting places.  All the books are good and the entire series is well-worth exploring.  Even if The Last Battle is more grim, it does serve to put a nice punctuation on the series.

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Classic Review: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

This Classic Review might have made more sense a few months ago, when I was beginning my reread through Narnia…but as I approach the end (just The Last Battle to go!), it seems like a good time to re-post my review of the first (or chronologically, the second) book in the series…The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe by C. S. Lewis.

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I know I read this one before, but I honestly couldn’t tell you how long ago it was.  Years and years, although the story is so familiar that in some ways it doesn’t feel that long.  For those who don’t know the story (sidenote–I once overheard a woman tell a librarian she’d never heard of the series, so it’s possible), it’s the story of four children who go through a wardrobe and find themselves in the magical country of Narnia.  There they meet the great Lion Aslan and fight an epic battle against the White Witch.

It’s a wonderful story on many levels.  It’s a lovely children’s fantasy with dashing heroes, not too much blood, magical creatures like Mr. Tumnus and Mr. and Mrs Badger, and several stern admonitions that it’s very foolish to shut oneself inside of a wardrobe (I honestly think Lewis was worried about this, he repeats it so many times).  On a symbolic level, there’s a clear Christ story being retold.  I feel it works on both levels, for however you want to take it.  I’ve always thought that was the mark of the best kind of book–a good story and a strong message where neither one gets in the way of the other.

I enjoyed Lewis’ style very much–things happen so quickly!  Lucy, the first child into Narnia, gets there by page six.  As the adventures continue, they go on at a tumblingly-quick rate.  There’s even a point where Lewis writes, of an unpleasant night journey by sledge, “This lasted longer than I could describe even if I wrote pages and pages about it.”  Thankfully, he doesn’t bother, concluding, “But I will skip on to the time when the snow had stopped and the morning had come and they were racing along in the daylight.”

C. S. Lewis and J. R. R. Tolkien were in the same writing group, The Inklings.  I’ve heard that Tolkien spent 20 years on The Lord of the Rings, and Lewis wrote The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe in a matter of weeks (something that I’ve also heard annoyed Tolkien no end!)  I have to say, it shows for both of them.  Different viewpoints on writing could consider that a plus or a minus to either one, but my preference would have to be with Lewis…

He begins the book with a lovely dedication to his goddaughter, the real-life Lucy.  In somewhat contradiction to the story that he wrote the book in a few weeks, he says that he wrote it for her but she grew up faster than it did and she’s now too old for it, “but some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”  Lewis clearly understood about the cross-age appeal of the best children’s stories.  We may go through an age where we think we’re too grown-up for “kids books,” but eventually we get old enough to realize we can come back to them too.  It seems you have to be a child to go to Narnia, but the books are lovely to visit for any age!

Calling on Chrestomanci

I recently reread The Lives of Christopher Chant, and have continued my chronological rereading of Diana Wynne Jones’ Chrestomanci series with Conrad’s Fate and Charmed Life.  Double review today!

Conrad’s Fate mostly focuses on 12-year-old Conrad of the title, whose magician uncle has told him he is cursed with a terrible Fate, and must go up to Stallery Castle and kill somewhere there to free himself of it.  Uncle magicians seem to never be a good thing, and all the sugar-coating in the world can’t put a very good face on a mission like that.  Conrad successfully obtains a servant job at the castle, but of course nothing goes smoothly after that.  He does make a friend of fellow-servant Christopher “Smith,” who is at Stallery Castle looking for his missing friend Millie.

This is a fun book to read chronologically after The Lives of Christopher Chant, because it fills in (some of) the missing link between the boy Christopher and the adult Chrestomanci of the other books.  Here Christopher is 15, and recognizably somewhere in transition between the two.  I would have quite liked to meet Christopher at around 20, to fill in a little more, but alas, we never got that book.

SPOILER WARNING: I think this book suffered in just one small way from being written after many of the others in the series.  At the end, Christopher and Millie’s wedding is tossed off as a by-the-way, which makes perfect sense if read after all the other books, where their marriage is a foregone conclusion.  Read in chronological order, it feels like there should be more to that story! SPOILERS DONE

Christopher and Millie aside, most of the book focuses on Conrad, who is remarkably likable for having come to the castle with murderous intent.  He’s so unhappy about the idea of killing someone, you see, and he’s so terribly earnest in all other ways.  He’s not a stock character by any means, but he is another of a collection of well-meaning, slightly inept boy heroes who populate Jones’ books.  They’re always such fun to read about, though!

I happened to be reading this at the same time that Downton Abbey was airing, which made for some interesting thought-connections.  Stallery Castle in many ways feels very like Downton Abbey…except with magic!  Magic starts running amok and disrupting the neat order of the servants hall, with disastrous results–of course!

Charmed Life has its own boy hero, Eric “Cat” Chant, who is very thoroughly under the thumb of his erratic, witch-in-training sister, Gwendolen.  Cat and Gwendolen’s parents died in a boating accident, and they’re taken in first by a local witch and then by the mysterious Chrestomanci.  Gwendolen does not like life at Chrestomanci Castle in the slightest, and kicks up a series of magical pranks, culminating in changing places (sort of) with Janet, her double from another world.

Somewhere deep in my subconscious I tagged “Gwendolen” as an unpleasant name, and it may be because of this book.  She’s a nasty piece of work–but she also provides much of the excitement and entertainment of the story.  Cat is perfectly sweet and likable, but he’s also extremely reactionary for most of the book.  Chrestomanci punishes him at one point because he didn’t try to stop Gwendolen from causing trouble, and there’s some valid justification in that.

We’re mostly in Cat’s point of view so I understand how he feels about Gwendolen and why he doesn’t take a more active role…but I still kind of want to shake him.  Although, to be fair, I mostly feel that way when I think back on the book.  When I was actually reading it, I didn’t give that much thought, because the crises and the humor come fast and furious and I didn’t do much analysis of Cat’s actions.

This was the first book  of the series written, and there are some mysteries lost by reading it later.  When you know who and what Chrestomanci is, it clears up a lot of questions Cat has (and probably the reader is supposed to have).  Christopher of the previous two books is Chrestomanci here, and on the opposite side of the order-to-read question, I did have fun spotting little hints and clues that were expanded so much more in The Lives of Christopher Chant.

And Chrestomanci is, of course, an absolute delight as a character, so suave and sophisticated and vague in a terribly incisive way.  Not to mention his fantastical dressing gowns!  Just one representative quote on the character: “Chrestomanci smiled and swept out of the room like a very long procession of one person.”

Chronologically-read or publishing-order-read, these are delightful books in a delightful series.  With three down and several to go, I’m not sure I have a favorite yet, and none have been disappointing.  I look forward to the rest!

Author’s Site: http://www.dianawynnejones.com/

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Questing Books from Oz

I’ve been slowly rereading the Oz books by L. Frank Baum, reviewing a few at a time as I go.  Most of the books have fallen neatly into sets in numerical order, but the two I want to look at today are more random in series placement, but paired in focus: The Patchwork Girl of Oz (#7) and The Tin Woodman of Oz (#12), The Quest Duet.

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The Patchwork Girl of Oz, despite its title (Oz titles rarely signify much), focuses on Ojo the Unlucky, who has grown up in the Blue Forest with Unc Nunkie.  Unluckiness strikes in force when Unc Nunkie is accidentally turned to stone.  Ojo sets out on a quest for the ingredients needed to create a cure, which are scattered all over Oz.  He’s accompanied by the Patchwork Girl, a woman made from a quilt, and the Glass Cat.  They’re soon joined by the Shaggy Man, and make their way to the Emerald City and meet numerous other familiar characters there.

Baum’s favorite device is to send his characters on a journey, and I like the focus Ojo’s quest gives to this journey.  The aimlessness of some of the other Oz books has bothered me; this one has clear stakes and a goal.  Ojo is a fairly typical young-boy-hero, though his determination to rescue his uncle at any cost lends him more depth.  The Patchwork Girl is delightfully zany (even for an Oz character), and becomes part of one of the very few romances in the series; the Patchwork Girl and the Scarecrow manage to flirt a bit, which does make a certain amount of sense.  Cotton and straw could be compatible…

I enjoy the Glass Cat especially, one of the few not-perfectly-nice characters in Oz.  She’s not a villain but she is terribly conceited, frequently inviting people to admire her pink brains, visible through her glass head (“you can see ‘em work”).

As is not unusual, there’s something of a deus ex machina ending, and the ruling party of Oz is a little heavy-handed…but on the whole this is an engaging journey with enough focus to make it a proper quest.

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The Tin Woodman of Oz has a surprisingly relevant title, and explores the backstory of the title character.  Woot the Wanderer, a Munchkin boy in the same mold as Ojo, comes to call on the Tin Woodman, finding him visiting with his old friend the Scarecrow.  The Tin Woodman tells the story of how he became tin, cursed by the Wicked Witch of the East who disapproved of his romance with her servant, Nimee Amee.  Although his heart, designed for kindness, doesn’t allow him to love, he decides it would be an act of kindness and honor to go in search of Nimee Amee and marry her now.  All three set off, encountering obstacles including Mrs. Yookoohoo and her transforming magic along the way.

I have the strange feeling that this should be one of my favorite books in the series, and yet it isn’t.  I don’t know that there’s any especial reason for that.  On the positive side, we get history filled in for one of the major characters, the book has a clear focus to its quest, and there are genuine obstacles to get in the way.  I think perhaps if the book falters anywhere it’s that there isn’t quite enough whimsy.  Often it’s isolated moments and bits of magic that appeal to me most in the Oz books, and somehow nothing much stands out (and this may be completely just me) in this installment.

The best part of the book is the ending, which utterly up-ends the expectations of the characters, and gives the Tin Woodman a thoroughly deserved comeuppance.

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Neither of these books fall into my particular favorites, but they’re both solid installments in the series.  On a purely plot-level, they’re among the best, and the characters are engaging.  There may be some indefinable spark of greatness missing here, but they do achieve the status of good!

Stay tuned for a review of the remaining three Oz books soon. 🙂

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A Visit to the Night Circus

The cover doesn't do it justice
The cover doesn’t do it justice

Erin Morganstern wrote a letter for NaNoWriMo a year or two ago, about how her novel, The Night Circus, began.  It started as a NaNo project, and when she got stuck, she sent the characters to a mysterious circus…which then took over the story.  Having finally read the book, I can easily imagine why!

The novel centers around Le Cirque des Reves (Circus of Dreams), and a contest of magic.  The two participants are Celia, the illusionist, and Marco, the founder’s assistant.  Both were entered into the contest as children by powerful and unscrupulous men; neither fully understands the rules, or has any guess at the consequences.  The circus becomes the venue, each one trying to outdo the other with more elaborate feats, more impressive tents—until the contest becomes more like a collaboration, and then finally a love story.  Woven through their story is the story of Bailey, a young man drawn to the circus in a way he can’t explain, and to Poppet and Widget, twins born backstage the same night the circus opened.

By all logic, the circus should be the backdrop for the contest and the romance—but in many ways, I think the contest and the romance are really just a framework for the circus.  This is a marvelously magical and surreal book, centered on a marvelously magical and surreal circus. In style it reminds me most of The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, with its vague lines between dream and reality.

Grounded in circus traditions, like contortionists and acrobats, Le Cirque de Reves takes it all to a new and dizzyingly level.  The circus is a maze of tents, with always something new to discover–an illusionist who changes books into birds, a climb through clouds or a walk through an ice garden, the Wishing Tree with its branches full of candles, or the tent full of bottles where every scent tells a story.

One thread of the story is the reveurs, an informal society made up of people who love the circus.  They follow it from place to place, visiting favorite tents or discovering new ones, and sharing stories with each other about what they have found and what it means to them.  In many ways, every reader is invited to be a reveur.  We’re following the stories of Celia, Marco and Bailey, but for me at least, I was really following Le Cirque des Reves

Celia and Marco do fall in love eventually, but it’s a long way into the book before it happens, so don’t come into this expecting it to be primarily a romance.  Mostly, this is a trip to a very special circus.

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