The Lego Movie, Opening Scenes, and What That Means for Fantasy Writers
I watched The Lego Movie last week. This puts me considerably behind the curve, given my circle of friends. The vast majority of the people I know seem to have watched this film ages ago, pitched themselves head-first into its charms, and come out the other end with Everything is Awesome stuck in their head as a kind of perpetual ear-worm. This is what happens when your friends are geeky types. Still, I’m caught up now. And, curiously, I liked the film a lot less than I expected. I got about five minutes in before I realised I wasn’t the target audience. I found myself mildly irritated, rather than enraptured, because I couldn’t let go of the idea that these were toys. Except…no. It wasn’t that. I liked Toy Story. I liked other Lego-themed animation. It wasn’t a toy thing. No, I kept getting distracted by my inability to figure out if was in a secondary world where Lego was, for lack of
