Chronicles of Narnia

This afternoon I took an excursion down to the end of my street and to a matinee at the Cobble Hill Cinema. It's a nice old small-town-style theatre with none of the crap-ass crowds that NYC seems to breed. No one talked or ran around during the movie. Nobody shouted at the on-screen characters. No cell-phones were answered or even rang. Missing also was random hyena laughter directed at mundane movie moments (like when a door shuts or when a car crosses a street -WTF?) Luckily, I was at an early day matinee and not the 11PM show where people seem to bring their little kids and babies who ought to be in bed. For some reason the mobs of the loud, the rude, and the obnoxious have seemed to have boycotted this particular venue, for which I am most pleased.
The movie itself was a fair adaptation of the novel. I've read it several times throughout the years and have enjoyed the series thouroughly, so I had high expectations of this film. I walked out glad I took the time and spent my five dollars to see it. I didn't think it was the greatest in the world, it definetely was Lord of the Rings Lite, but as I wintered up for my walk home an old lady was just ohmygoshing herself silly! "Disney's back!" she exclaimed at me with a look of sheer ecstacy. "Wasn't that the most wondrous thing you've ever seen?" she asked me after she noticed she had my sideways attention. I agreed with her it was a good-time. Her reaction gave me a smile for my way home. It was NICE to see someone so thrilled over something in such a pure way (I could have done without the stupid Disney comment but I imagined the last Disney picture this woman saw was Cinderella or maybe Peter Pan, so I forgive her).