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Up to eyebrows in tulle. One petticoat down, several to go. Also one egg down, one orangutang (wrongly mis-labelled monkey - ooook? - by Thorntons) to go. Have been watching Prince Caspian and The Silver Chair. Terribly cute, Effects - well, it was the 80s, so shush. Damn cool any monster/animal that didn't require special effects, though. Aslan's damn impressive, and I vaguely remember a Blue Peter where they showed how Aslan was made, and from what I remember, it's mostly clay. Or at least that was what they made the cast from. Reepicheep walks on, and I automatically go 'Warwick Davis *again*? I can't escape from this actor, I really can't.' As usual, get a tad irritated with CS Lewis' writing and sermonising, but am mostly sitting here with a fond smile on my face. Ah, wallowing in childhood comforts. And raising an eyebrow whenever Peter and Caspian do something rather gayer than I remember. Maybe it's the public schoolboy-ness of them. Edmund, on the other hand, is my darlingest favouritest damn-why-can't-you-be-older-then-I-could-molest-you Pevensey. (I'm going to ignore the voices that point out that book Edmund is gayer than a gay thing) Interesting, though, going through imdb and finding that most of the kids in this didn't do any other acting.