I do not plan on seeing it since I have no desire to see one of my favorite books butchered beyond recognition. The book is a great story and has the potential to be a great film. From
PJ Media:
As Disney adapted the beloved children's book "
A Wrinkle in Time"
(1962) into a major motion picture — with no less than Oprah Winfrey on
the star-studded cast list — the studio cut out a great deal along the
way. Bible quotes, a reference to Jesus, and even Christian historical
figures all got the boot. Could the excising of God help explain why the
movie is projected to struggle at the box office? In
the transition from book to movie, many aspects get left on the
cutting-room floor. Even so, these omissions proved particularly
egregious, partially because they involved rewriting history.
The
battle between good and evil (light and darkness) forms a central theme
in "A Wrinkle in Time," and both book and film mention many historical
figures who fought the darkness on behalf of the light. Disney seemed
zealous to excise any hint of Christianity from the film, going so far
as to cut even historic artists mentioned by Madeleine L'Engle, the
book's author. (Read more.)
From
The Ringer:
DuVernay’s previous movie, the Oscar-nominated Selma, went out of its way to invoke and analyze, but not emulate, every civil rights movie we’d all already seen and forgotten. A Wrinkle in Time’s
relationship to other Disney movies is much the same, down to DuVernay
employing a cast led by Chris Pine, Gugu Mbatha-Raw, and the movie’s
young star, Storm Reid, who together resemble the remixed vision of the
American nuclear family you used to be able to see only in Cheerios commercials.
That much is beautiful. You could sum the movie’s mission statement up
in what is, as of this writing, DuVernay’s bio on Twitter: “A girl from
Compton who got to make a Disney movie.” Or be in one!
Maybe it’s because those goals are so admirable, and the
script so loaded with platitudes to that effect, that so much of the
focus in the media so far has been on DuVernay and her powerful
collaborators’ intentions rather than on the massive challenges of
bringing this movie to the screen in the first place. But that’s the
true accomplishment here. Like L’Engle’s sci-fi-fantasy novel from 1962,
the movie tells the story of the Murry family — mother Kate
(Mbatha-Raw), who’s a microbiologist, oldest daughter Meg (Reid), and
adopted son Charles Wallace (Deric McCabe) — who are in the midst of
trying to get over the disappearance of NASA scientist Alexander Murry
(Pine), a.k.a. Dad. Alex was working on a new form of space travel, one
premised on traveling with the mind. He either figured it out or, as a
pair of teachers at Meg’s school are later overheard to gossip, simply
ditched his weirdo family. The movie gets going four years after he
disappears, by which point Meg has proved herself a little bit of a
malcontent in school, throwing a basketball at the face of a girl who
makes fun of her and the preternaturally smart Charles Wallace. That’s
par for the course; it’s clear Meg is still hurting from the loss of her
father.
But
then a white-robed Reese Witherspoon, playing the celestial being Mrs.
Whatsit, shows up in the Murrys’ house one night unannounced, claiming
to know a thing or two about Alex’s disappearance and dropping words
like “tesseract,” which I only halfway understand thanks to National Geographic and Interstellar
(this movie was unfortunately no help). Charles Wallace seems to know
what’s going on, however, and soon after, Meg and Calvin, a popular boy
from school who’s taken a liking to her, are led to the house of Mrs.
Who (Mindy Kaling), who speaks entirely in trite quotes from
world-famous philosophers, like Lin-Manuel Miranda and Outkast. Soon
after that, a 50-foot-tall Oprah has appeared, playing Mrs. Which,
implicitly the most powerful of the three celestial beings because she’s
played by Oprah. (Read more.)
From
Forbes:
A Wrinkle In Time
isn’t terrible - it’s just not worth watching. The film is adapted from
Madeleine L'Engle’s surreal sixties novel, and reminded me of the
adaptation of Philip Pullman’s Northern Lights into forgettable family film The Golden Compass. Both films are fine, I guess, if you
haven’t read the book. If you have, they’re somewhat soul-destroying,
simply because of the wasted potential. I’m not exactly the target
audience for this movie, but even tweens need strong characters, a sense
of threat, and a reason to care.
The film suffers from an intense abundance of CGI, the hangover from Tim Burton’s Alice in Wonderland.
As a result, nothing feels remotely real, but the backgrounds can be
pretty. Watching the movie feels a bit like selecting a screensaver for
your laptop; the characters flick through different dreamy locations,
without really changing, barely interacting, until it suddenly ends.
Also, Chris Pine pops up occasionally to be annoyingly melodramatic -
every scene he’s in feels like a corny commercial for life insurance.
Oprah Winfrey is severely miscast as
Mrs. Which, a grand, almost Gandalf-like character, who simply comes
across as bored here. She’s like a tired museum tour guide,
dispassionately reading the plaques on the wall. Winfrey may have many
talents, but she can’t read lines without sounding like she’s reading
lines.
Reese Witherspoon is the soul of the
film, when she does appear. She seems to understand what kind of movie
she’s in, and appears to be genuinely having fun, like a chirpy
children’s television presenter. At one point, she turns into a flying
creature that resembles a Romaine lettuce leaf, a visual that actually
caused laughter in the cinema.
Disney’s garish fantasy blockbuster
aesthetic makes a return for this movie, which is unfortunate, because
the story calls for a unique art direction. There are so many sequins,
so much glitter, you can practically smell cheap perfume; it’s like My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding in Disneyland. (Read more.)
From the
WSJ:
L’Engle was born in New York City in 1918. When she was 12 years old,
her parents dropped her off without warning at a boarding school in
Switzerland. It was a traumatic and isolating experience. She attended
Smith College and was working as a novelist and theater understudy in
New York when she fell in love with a fellow actor, Hugh Franklin.
After their first child, Ms. Voiklis’s mother, was born, they
abandoned their theater careers and moved to rural Connecticut, where
they ran a general store. L’Engle was restless there. Grappling with
existential questions, she turned, by chance, to the writings of Albert
Einstein and other physicists.
The names Mrs. Who, Mrs. Whatsit
and Mrs. Which popped into her head as she and her family drove through
Arizona’s Painted Desert on a camping trip in the spring of 1959. At
the heart of the book is Meg, a temper-prone teen struggling to harness
her intellectual gifts. She, Charles Wallace and Calvin travel through
time and space to rescue Mr. Murry, a scientist who has gone missing on a
secret assignment for the U.S. government. Publishers didn’t know what to make of it and one after another rejected the manuscript. “Today
I am crawling around in the depths of gloom,” the author confided to
her journal on Sept. 17, 1960, after a rejection from a publisher who
suggested it be cut in half. “I’m willing to rewrite, to rewrite
extensively, to cut as much as necessary; but I am not willing to
mutilate, to destroy the essence of the book.” (Read more.)
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8 comments:
I will be seeing it today and give my verdict. This is such a good book. They have yet to make a proper film of it.
Let me know what you think. Write a review here if you want.
I actually enjoyed it and would like to write one!
Good! Publish it here! It would be great to hear your point of view!
How can you say "The Golden Compass", a veiled attack on The Catholic Church by a hard-core Atheist, wasn't terrible?
psieve2, is that question addressed to me? I said nothing of the kind. I am quoting from a secular website and I expect mature Christians to exercise discretion.
i am a protestant and i was offended by the Golden COmpass, so what does that tell you?
I never saw the Golden Compass and never wanted to. I never read any of Pullman's books, either, because of his anti-religious viewpoint.
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