My soul, in animal form.
I am currently tearing through the "Golden Compass" series, about magical objects and parallel worlds and precocious children and animal souls and the repression of the Church. It's all very intriguing, but I'm waiting to see how the last book ends before I reserve judgement on whether the writer is brilliant, or just twisting church and biblical lore to make a good story. Well, actually, I already know the answer to both those questions is yes, but whether or not I agree with his theology is a matter of debate. Will these books be another West Wing, using religious symbols to enrich the meaning? Or will they be another Matrix, plundering the symbols for emotional blackmail while hollowing them out of all their meaning?
I'll know in a day or two, judging by how fast I'm reading...
In the meantime, there's a movie coming out, which looks very pretty, although I share missmachismo's worry that it will be terrible. In the meantime, I've found out what my daemon is -- the name "Leonidas" led me to believe he would be somewhat... bigger. But I am content with the description of myself as "modest, spontaneous, humble, flexible, and assertive". Although come to think of it, I'm not that spontaneous... Oh well. I like Leonidas anyways.
posted by bento at 7:46 AM
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And so? What is the final judgment?
9:08 AM
A really good, inventive, adventurous, unique set of books that didn't go in the direction I thought they would, but nothing particularly fascinating theologically. It was mostly just the same old "the church is repressive and violent, therefore it and everything it stands for must actually be evil". I loved the echoes from Paradise Lost though, although it took me far too long to catch on to them. I must be out of practice... ;)
I really liked them, and I look forward to reading them again now that I won't be racing through to find out what happens.
10:53 AM
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