Strange that the whole plot of Neverending Story 2 is basically a boy overcoming his fear of heights. In order to get passed this he visits a magical land called Fantasia, meets a talking bird named Nimbly, conquers his own imagination AND battles Xayide and her magical army of mechanical giants.
Now, call me unadventurous, but wouldn’t a couple of therapy sessions done pretty much the same job? Perhaps if he had been, say, molested by a parent, then I could see a role for talking rock men and flying dogs – but for simple vertigo, well it seems so frivolous.
Perhaps counselling through visitations to magical lands could extend to corporate weekends.
BILL:
Hi. Bill Simonsen. Spirax Sarco.
GREG:
Hi Bill. Greg Mitchell. IBM.
BILL:
So, have you got Narnia at 11 as well?
GREG:
Ya. Then lunch. Then back into the old wardrobe.
BILL:
Little tip for you, Greg. The Turkish Delight proposition? Steer well clear.
GREG:
Really? I’ve been hearing good things about the White Witch’s organisation.
BILL:
Oh sure. Great pension plan, but she will turn you to stone.
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