With the monumental success of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (dir. Chris Columbus; 2001), Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (dir. Peter Jackson; 2001), and their immediate sequels, Hollywood perhaps hoped to capitalize on the epic fantasy feel of Tolkien's narrative and the young adult/children's audience that so fervently devoured the Harry Potter books. Naturally, they turned to The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis.
If I'm honest, I'm quite a fan of the Narnia films even as I'm critical of their structure. There's something deliciously joyous about portal fantasies wherein children are whisked away to save the world, hanging out with talking beavers and every fantasy creature under the sun. Narnia was wish fulfillment for me in so many ways. Adventure? Check. Epic scale? Check. Kids becoming greater than themselves? Check. It is a deeply hopeful series of films (and novels -- though I suppose The Last Battle might be perceived as rather "doomsday-ish" today). Sometimes, one needs a little optimistic, no? The first of these films, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (dir. Andrew Adamson; 2005), is perhaps the strongest as a narrative, but it also has its problems. Granted, these are problems which make more sense in a certain perspective, even if they don't quite work in film.