"Shadowlands" A film review by Linda Lopez McAlister on "The Women's Show" WMNF-FM (88.5), Tampa, FL January 8, 1994 During the holiday season I usually attend the annual meeting of the American Philosophical Association. This year two groups that meet in conjunction with the APA, the Society for Women in Philosophy and the Society for the Study of Women Philosophers, had a special guest: the distinguished feminist historian Gerda Lerner. Not only did she give a memorable talk based on her new book The Creation of Feminist Consciousness, she also very graciously spent some informal time with members of the sponsoring groups. One of the things she said that struck me particularly was that she believes the differences between women and men, though very largely culturally determined, will probably never be substantially changed until men regulary and routinely undertake caregiving tasks the way women universally do--and not just the caring for children but, in particular, caring for the terminally ill. That idea was reverberating strongly in my mind yesterday as I was watching SHADOWLANDS, Richard Attenborough's magnificent new film about marriage, love, and death as it was experienced by the British writer C.S. Lewis and his "American, Jewish, Christian, Communist, poet" wife Joy Davidman Gresham. In 1952 C. S. Lewis was a 54 year old Oxford don and bachelor who lived with his bachelor brother and whose entire world was the privileged, protected, and entirely masculine world of the intellect, Magdalen College and the Anglican church. He was, by then, a famous writer on literature, on religion, and--though he didn't even know any children--of children's books. He also was a sought after speaker and we see him holding forth with his smug answer to the problem of evil, that is, to the question how a good, merciful, and omnipotent God could allow pain and evil to exist in the world. He speaks on these topics, however, from within a world of civility and rationality in which he is always himself in control--never seriously challenged, never allowing himself close emotional ties, nor personally experiencing the pain or evil that he discourses on. Yet the fact that "the magical" is a central part of the books he writes for children reveals that he is capable, at some level, of getting beyond the rigid rationalistic code of the masculine intellectual world he inhabits, though his fellow dons regard this as a mere eccentricity. Into this world comes Joy Gresham who had corresponded with him and comes in awe to meet the great man. In his world of polite propriety and circumspection she is utterly direct, or, as he later tells her, "the truest person I have even known." He is charmed but, even as their friendship grows it remains only a superficial connection for him, or so he thinks. Even after they go through a civil marriage ceremony in order to allow her and her son to remain permanently in England, he sees them as only "technically" bound to one another and he bustles off to catch a train, leaving her to "celebrate" the wedding by having a drink with his brother. Finally, the frustration of loving someone who is so emotionally repressed gets to her and she lashes out at him. Her anger followed by the revalation that she is suffering from advanced bone cancer and is about to die shocks him into the realization that he loves her deeply. They remarry in the church that they both believe in and he devotes himself to caring for her through her painful illness. There is a brief idyllic period of temporary remission of the disease but it is only a respite before she dies. One of the best things about this film, one of the things that makes it rise above a high-class soap opera, is that it does not end here. Attenborough and his screenwriter William Nicholson carry on and explore Lewis's grief and how he deals with the palpable experience of pain and evil in his own life and how it changes him as a person and a teacher. Once he has the experience the answers never again look so clever and pat. Anthony Hopkins, just coming off his great portrayal of the repressed butler in "Remains of the Day" gives here an even more subtle and nuanced performance. His C.S. Lewis may be "the truest [screen] person" you've ever known. Hopkins is truly an astounding actor. And Deborah Winger's Joy Gresham, complete with a dead-ringer New York accent, is every bit a match for him. The film is SHADOWLANDS, the title of one of C.S. Lewis's stories. See it. For the WMNF Women's Show this has been Linda Lopez McAlister on Women and Film. Copyright 1993 by Linda Lopez McAlister. All rights reserved. Please do not reprint this review without the permission of the author.