Even when I reminded her that the novelisation of 'The Terminator' was inferior to the film.
What do people think...?
― Paul Strange, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Tom, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― tarden, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― michele, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Nicole, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Generally speaking I enjoy the books better than the films. I usually dread a film based on one of my favourites. I wonder if anyone's seen alex cox' version of borges' "death and the compass" OH MY GOD IT SUX0RED!!!!
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― Norman fay, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
To Kill A Mockingbird: Movie is just as good as the book.
― JM, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
CHAPTER 5
Jar-Jar Binks hated Wednesdays. It all stemmed from his childhood when Wednesday was composition reading class and all the other kids would ridicule him for his odd accent. Why once he remembered the class laughing for the entire lesson when he read the role of Lenny in Of Mice And Men: 'Mesa scared George'.
― Pete, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
American Psycho: The film is vastly superior to the book. In Mary Harron's hands, Ellis's extremely smug, look-at-me-I'm-writing extremely dated satire becomes a satire of something much bigger than the 80s, which is patriarchial culture in general. It's wicked funnier to boot, and not as grotesque. Granted, Ellis's style lends itself better to film than to writing (ironically): he's so hung up on descriptions that take up pages upon pages upon pages, which is dull and unbearable at points, but in a film you don't have to describe a character's fucking medicine cabinet down to the last screw - you just show it and get it over with.
Gone With The Wind: The book lacks the famous line. End of story. But not really, it's just a better piece of work. Though I do like the fact that in the book Margaret Mitchell makes a huge point of the idea that Scarlett O'Hara isn't spectacularly gorgeous in the opening chapter - personality and all that making a difference, etc. Then Hollywood went and cast arguably the most beautiful woman of all time, doesn't that figure.
Misery: I can't be the only person who (spoiler alert, for the two people unfamiliar with this, I'll put it in white so highlight it if you wanna read it) thinks it's way better that he gets his feet sledgehammered instead of CHOPPED THE FUCK OFF. I mean, honestly.
Silence of the Lambs: Chops out the unnecessary "character-building" scenes with the roommate, plays up the psychological attraction with Lecter - it's apparently even obvious to Harris that his (extremely good) book was inferior to the (much better) film: Hannibal was clearly a sequel to the film, and not necessarily the book.
And while I've never read the book Goodfellas was based on, I'm certain Goodfellas was better because it has Joe Pesci and Ray Liotta looks hot in it.
― Ally, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Good point on the content/Tom Clancy at al thing. Content in the loosest sense of the word. I mean, John Grisham adaptations make good thrillers and action films, but the books are generally weak unless you have a worrying legal profession fetish. Which I certainly don't!
The Simpsons did a much better adaptation of the Shining than either the movie or the horrid tv-movie. Homer is scarier.
― DG, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― mark s, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Dan Perry, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― tocado, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Tracer Hand, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― the pinefox, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Josh, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Otis Wheeler, Tuesday, 3 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
"I never got squiffy but once – that was in the holidays," sad Stalky reflectively; "an' it made me horrid sick." "We won't tell about you. I swear we won't," M'Turk concluded. "Bad for the discipline of the school. Horrid bad." (Both from Rudyard Kipling's 'In Ambush', first pub. McClure's Magazine, 1898...)
I'm not ruling out "wicked" from Kipling: just ruling wasting any more time looking. Stalky and M'Turk were young lads learning to be sly imperialists, Kipling's favourite kind.
Of course RK loved Uncle Remus and peppered at least one of his S&Co stories with stuff they'd picked from Brer Rabbit. Boston is an uppity far-western suburb of London, no: like Acton with beans?
― Nick, Monday, 9 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Novelisations of films are bad bad bad. They add nothing.
― Sam, Monday, 9 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― masonic boom, Monday, 9 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Robin Carmody, Thursday, 12 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― gareth, Thursday, 12 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Interesting that you refer to it as "the wilds". It's far too close to London, surely? I'd never use that phrase myself at all, but I've never before heard it applied to anywhere in suburbia. Speaking for myself, I rather liked the Richmond Park area the one time I visited.
― mark s, Thursday, 12 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)