Some adults just don’t get it. I encountered one in a recent movie excursion with my wife, where we viewed the adapted CS Lewis novel “The Chronicles of Narnia: Voyage of the Dawn Treader” in 3D. The prude was there with his wife and two young children, as he must have gotten time off from his busy schedule of joy-killing to stoop to his kid’s level to watch this movie.
After a satisfactory viewing experience my wife and I headed to the restroom facilities to unload about eight gallons of carbonated syrup we accumulated in the past two hours. As I was waiting outside the bathrooms for my wife to finish (a common experience for a man with a wife in her third trimester) I overheard the JK (joy-killer) speaking with a fellow adult he happened to know within earshot of his children. The convo went like this:
“How was the Narnia movie?” fellow adult
With a snarky tone, “It was a bit farfetched,” said JK. “Extreme.”
My mouth dropped open. The only response my bewildered mind could conjure up was, “Really? Ya think?”
It is a movie based on a fantasy children’s book for mother Mary’s sake! I thought boys who turn into dragons, a sword dueling mouse and a talking lion were quite logical myself. But seriously, why don’t you just go ahead rip the imagination and innocence right out of your children’s little souls? While you’re at it tell them Santa is just your drunk great-uncle and all dogs go to hell.
It brings to mind one of my favorite GK Chesterton quotes:
“Fairy tales do not tell children dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children dragons can be killed.”
I feel a bit sympathetic for the JK, because some parental injustice must have been done to him in his early childhood, and as a result his ability to process allegory and wonder has been greatly diminished. In this rationalistic materialistic brainwashing he’s missed the forest for the trees, and the redemption themes behind nearly every movie are (possibly) lost on him. The adult qualities of dignity and pretension has made JK a dull boy.
No wonder the lion of Judah, Jesus, told adults, “Unless you are converted and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” (Matthew 18:3)
Hopefully, in the new year this childlike wonder will give us a fresh unction to see and worship Christ more, even in 3D movie events. And possibly then a mole cricket or blade of grass may bring us to our knees in curious delight.
I guess the moral of this story is: Don’t be a joy-killer; God loves to challenge the comfortable traditions and long-held presuppositions of our hardened humanity. Don’t scoff too hard at a fanciful land of mermaids and giant sea snakes, the truth just maybe more far-fetched and stranger than such fiction.