with Mr. Jenkins in a black skinny tie and horn-rimmed glasses,
these days I find I identify more with the minor character Mr. Jenkins, who may not even be in this movie (he comes back for a bigger role in the immediate sequel).
A lot of evangelicals fall in love with Lewis, who simultaneously offers them a taste of the higher intellectual and aesthetic aspirations and traditions their own churches are bereft of and the kind of self-satisfaction they are addicted to. But they don't tend to go for L'Engle, who seems vaguely witchy.
NEWSWEEK: So you've seen the movie?
Madeleine L'Engle: I've glimpsed it.
And did it meet expectations?
Oh, yes. I expected it to be bad, and it is.
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