jltredinnick

I expected so much more from a movie with as tried-and-true a storyline as The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe. Apparently, so much effort was spent perfecting the computer animation that all the other aspects of film-making fell by the wayside. True, the inhabitants of Narnia are diverse and fantastical enough to warrant some digital effort. But the life- lessons of Narnia are not conveyed through the flashy mythical animals, no matter how realistic.

The screenplay was lame - contrived and trite. The cinematography was inconsistent. Scenes that were heavily computer animated were pretty standard, but those that were actually filmed - earlier, pre-Narnia shots and narrow, humans-only shots - were distractingly awkward at times. And lastly, much of the acting was seriously sub-par. Unexpected islands of talent within the cast are provided by the performances of nine-year-old Georgie Henley as Lucy Pevency and James McAvoy as Mr. Tumnus.

Overall, though, I'd say skip it - unless you are a die-hard Narnia fan. Then wait for the DVD and rent it, but don't spend $8.50 and a three-hour excursion to the theater like I did.

Quills is a delightfully unsettling account of the demise of the Marquis de Sade and those he brings down with him. The film presents viewers with all the evidence they need to identify the fallacies of society's separation of "good" from "evil" and "moralists" from "sinners." It subtly asserts that the values traditionally used to pass judgment are compromised by convention and religion, and that there is moral danger in accepting these values without question.

During the film, one form of sin is only replaced by another, which defeats its resistors and beguiles the rest by hiding behind a pretentious shroud of religion and convention.

Viewers are horrified to discover that they can actually identify with the marquis, whose name inspired the word "sadist" to describe those who derive sexual pleasure from violence. Most viewers' senses of morality are sullied by the realization that they are hanging on every twist of the plot, desperate to know what will next beset these wretched characters.

Based on historical fact, Quills catches up with the Marquis (Geoffrey Rush) during the twilight of his life, when he has already been sentenced to life imprisonment in the Charenton Asylum. No longer able to pursue the perverse sexual escapades that had landed him in the madhouse after decades of unspeakable offenses, he now purges his demons by writing. At the urging of the saintly, ever-tolerant and even-tempered Abbe Coulmier (Joaquin Phoenix), the marquis describes his imagination's disturbing scenes on paper.

Trouble arises when one of his books, smuggled to a publisher by a sympathetic admirer - innocent laundry maid Madeleine (Kate Winslet) - catch the disapproving eye of Emperor Napoleon.

There is no escape from sin when the man sent to purify the Charenton, Dr. Royer-Collard (Michael Caine), only seeks to replace it with intolerance and unimaginable cruelty.

True to the spirit of the film, the sets are imbued befittingly with gloom and grime, and the inhabitants of the Charenton are realistically ragged.

Rush and Winslet's performances as the marquis and Madeleine are stunning. The film's delicious impropriety is heightened by their chemistry, which is so potent as to be communicable to viewers.

The super-intelligent plot is unexpectedly circular, leaving viewers feeling as though they may well be next in line for the madness bred at the Charenton. Their fears are seemingly verified by he change they know the film has already inspired in them.

Far from resolutive, the only solace the ending holds for viewers is a sense of, "Aha, now I know," and a new way to evaluate the good in evil in themselves and others.