I saw it last night. I got drowsy during the film, believe it or not!
But that was due to my various medical inclusions rather than the film being boring. I kept thinking, "Oh crap, I'm getting sleepy! I can't sleep through this! It's too good!" So I made an effort and kept myself awake. And boy, am I paying for it today...
But that's neither here nor there. This film was quite, quite satisfying and I have every intention of going to see it again, hopefully the chemo won't sock it to me halfway through. The fauns were world-class, the centaurs were great, the gryphons ROCKED and the Phoenix, as said before, was astounding. Loved the cheetahs, leopards and Aslan, too
Most of the audience were aged 30 and up, no little kids. The place was packed so there was a lot of anticipation going; for a minute I thought it was sold out, there were that many people there. The ticket girl dressed up like a lion.
The wolves kicked a**. I was sorry they were on the bad girl's side, though. And yes, you could miss the werewolves if you aren't looking. The scene where the Winter (Unseelie?) Army sacrifices Aslan was so Boschian you could see the film a dozen times and not catch it all. But to see a pack of werewolves — I counted three — raising their heads and howling in unison was one of the more striking images in a film full of serious visual delights.
Go see it! Go see it! You too, Figarou!