I’ve gone to many movies
that were based on books that I’ve read.
Most of them were good, a few questionable, but nine times out of ten,
the book was better than the movie by far. Though
cinematography can make movies pop, books tend to sweep you up into the characters thoughts and
allow you to see the world from their perspective.
Between that and shortened dialogue, movies can’t always make that
clear. One of the things I truly dislike
about movies made from books is that the ending changes. I can’t tell you how many movies I’ve seen
that don’t end the way the book did. I
think that robs both the author and the audience.
Don’t get me wrong, I
love movies, whether going to a crowded theater or enjoying the film on my home
television in private companionship. I
can laugh out loud or cry in the dark at either. I appreciate movies. However, I appreciate where they came from
more. The artist’s brain who wrote the
book or the script is the true genius. I’m
not calling myself a genius, but I do appreciate the person who puts words on
the page. Even when you love it, it still
takes a lot of work to get those words in the correct order, the correct form,
and to make something entertaining come out of them.
I believe that as a
society, we need access to both books and movies. We learn and we grow from both sources. I have a book sitting on my coffee table at all
times to pick up and read every chance that I get. I derive much pleasure from storytelling,
whether my own or someone else’s. With
someone else’s, I can get lost in their words and not have to worry about all the details of
my own work. I can truly let go and enjoy
the story.
How about you, do you
enjoy books better their movie counterpart? What are some of your favorite book
adaptations or disappointments?
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