“I have a story that will make you believe in God,” an elderly man tells the narrator of Yann Martel’s Life of Pi. This is the opening of a tall tale, designed to test the reader’s skepticism. Ang Lee’s film adaptation of the novel, which opens in theaters on November 21, is no less fantastic (no less magically realistic) than the novel. But, watching the film, it appeared to me that what the audience was being invited to believe in was not God, but animals—or animality itself.
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