Shadowlands

This movie was recommended to me by the same person that blessed me with a copy of The Chronicles of Narnia. Shadowlands is one of the most amazing screenplays ever written. It is well executed, acted and directed. The cinematography is a bit dark for my taste but I'm sure it was intended to be so. The screenplay is like poetry in portions of the movie, through out the movie I found myself taking pause to reflect on the comments just made on screen. This is a wonderful piece of cinema and I can only hope that more people will run across it and add reviews. Fair warning though this was a 6 tissue movie for me. Very touching. Very Heartfelt performances.

The 1990s film with Anthony Hopkins and Debra Winger is rightly showered with praise, and I enjoyed it very much, but this TV original is just as good, and in some ways, more appropriately cast. Claire Bloom isn't a brash Joy, but she is still confident and throwing her cap at her favourite author (played by Joss Ackland in one of his best performances).

Quieter, calmer, and less emotional than the Attenborough film this may be, but it does justice to what is a marvellous play full of meaningful dialogue. You'll still cry to this version, but perhaps you won't have the musical prompts to set you off.

There's room for both - and having seen this on stage, I would say that the Ackland/Bloom one is slightly more faithful. But they're both excellent.

When I was searching on YouTube recently, I was surprised to see "Shadowlands" (1986). After all, I've seen the 1993 movie and enjoyed it...and I knew there previously was a play version. But I never knew that there was this made for TV version...and it's well worth seeing.

The story is about C. S. Lewis and his relationship with American authoress, Joy Davidman. It follows from their corresponding by mail to meeting to marrying and, sadly, her premature death from bone cancer.

Unlike the later and much more famous film, this version sticks closer to the real story. For example, the 1993 film omits a son...whereas Joy actually had two sons. Also, the 1993 version de-emphasized C. S. Lewis' Christian faith and focuses mostly on his fame from having written "The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe" and not his more overtly Christian works of fiction and non-fiction.

Overall, I really liked this version. Joss Acklund looks more like Lewis and the film is well worth seeing...and a bit depressing because real life can often be depressing and this portion of his and Joy's life is pretty sad with her untimely passing.

Easily one of my favourite dramatic TV films, in many ways beautiful yet sad, heart-warming and thought-provoking, this is a superb dramatisation of a few years in the life of C.S. Lewis and his relationship with Joy Davidman. I found it to be incredibly absorbing with excellent and 'realistic' dialogue and situations. It all seemed very 'real', yet there were also 'magical' moments that almost leave you breathless with delight. Ackland and Bloom as the central characters were excellent, as were the supporting cast. It's one of those dramas that I find hard to criticise, simply because, for me, there is NOTHING to be criticised, it just works so well on so many levels.

Very highly recommended.

Clives Staples Lewis (known as "Jack" to his friends) was a truly brilliant Oxford Don who brought Christianity (at least in a general way) into the educated forums. While one can regret his not having embraced the Gospel quite as fully as did his friend J. R. R. Tolkien, he nevertheless contributed enough to be of genuine value even so. The beauty of this version (in comparison to the other) is how one truly gains a far better view of who he is, what makes him tick, and also not only who he was but who the others in his life were, not only Joy but also his brother Warnie, and his circle of friends, the "Inklings." The relative accuracy of this version adds substantially to the emotional depth of the loss. Though the particulars of each person's grief varies, it is ironically in those particulars that each person's grief is most united to everyone else's particular griefs. There is a moment when, looking at the two boys facing their own grief in losing their mother, he looks at Warnie standing next to him and comments on how the two of them now is a repeat of what it had been for himself and Warnie so many years previous when their own mother was lost and they were of a similar age.

You just can't get moments like that in a movie that doesn't even bother to show that Joy had two sons instead of merely one. In this version, he really is C. S. Lewis, the great writer not only of the fanciful Narnia Chronicles, but also of many brilliant essays on Christian moral and even doctrinal concerns, someone who has made serious thought about important things actually interesting, someone who tells his readers things they never thought of before and are now all the richer for now knowing, and yet he is also someone on the verge of having to eat all of his own brilliant words in the face of this suffering. He had written most beautifully about the Love of God; but where was that love now in his wife's sickness, suffering, and death? Even the small-budget atmosphere of the BBC production actually adds to its weight. Despite his being well-known, he lived a "small" life which revolved around his academic profession, his friends, his writing, his Faith, his family, and his wife. A vast Hollywood budget would have only brought in distractions and destroyed the focus. The movie, by contrast, has practically nothing to do with C. S. Lewis at all. The casting of Anthony Hopkins as C. S. Lewis is just plain wrong, like casting Peter Lorre as Abraham Lincoln, and the lines given him are full of vague New Age aphorisms instead of the precise Christian expositions which defined C. S. Lewis' entire existence and fundamental being. Unlike this BBC version, the film presents a generic anonymous character who could be just about anyone, blubbering over his wife in her sickness and death.