This morning while simultaneously eating breakfast, checking my email, and pumping Hermione’s afternoon meal, I was watching The Today Show (I know, I’m a multi-tasking BOSS). Tamran, Natalie, and Willie were talking about a new study out of London that claims men prefer the movie adaptions of books while women prefer the novel itself.
True, for certain books I wholeheartedly prefer the books. There’s more detail, character development, and inner monologues that don’t always make it in their silver screen sisters. However, there are a few books that I would rather toss in the “donate” pile and pop in the DVD version. (I think I just heard the thud of a million bibliophiles falling to the ground.)
There aren’t many, but here are my film favorites that trump their paperback paramours:
I know, I know…I’m committing literary blasphemy. I’m sorry; I’m just NOT a fan of this book. I found it difficult to read, difficult to follow, and I absolutely loathed every. single. character. No one had any redeeming qualities and everyone was bat-crap crazy. The movie, however, I loved!
The first reason is obvious: Leo. But I enjoyed it more because it was able to show the scenery and the glitz and glamour of the 1920’s rather than describe it in dated, pseudo-intellectual language.
I got this book as a Christmas gift and had never heard of it. I enjoyed the story; the premise wasn’t anything new (a girl has a supernatural power/family and struggles to deal) but the characters were charming and the setting was idyllic. There were many times though, that I thought: “Holy cow! Just wrap up a thought already! Move this bad boy along!” Needless to say, I got frustrated a lot. So i wasn’t too excited when I saw the movie.
Then, my opinion changed. I absolutely loved the movie! It cut the fat (and trust me, there was a lot!) but stayed true to the integrity of the story.
I’ll admit: I haven’t actually read the entire book. I started reading it when I was about 13 years old (that may have been the problem) because I loved the movie growing up. My mom read the book, which led to my sisters reading (and loving) it as well. I tried, I really did. I just couldn’t get past the first chapter.
The movie, on the other hand, is one of my favorite movies EVER. When I was little and my sisters and I would stay home from school sick, my mom would unfold the hide-a-bed from the brown and orange couch (everyone had one of those in the 80’s!), fix us some Jell-O, and we’d watch GWTW. Scarlett was just one of those characters that you love to hate and hate to love. She was fierce, conniving, and manipulative. But she was also sensitive, hard-working, and sentimental. An absolute gem of a film!
What about you? Any books you prefer in movie form?