In January, I went to see the movie Children of Men. It was incredibly powerful and moving and - while slightly overdone Hollywood style - I was amazed at it.
This week, I read the book. I had heard such terrible things about the movie from people who loved the book, I couldn't imagine what was so different. And now that I am finished the book, I can see what these people meant.
I love the movie. Still. Although, it helps me to think of it as entirely separate from the book. I can think of them as having the same characters, I suppose, but the story itself was so different, it cannot be compared. Parts of the book, I liked better. Parts of it, I liked less. But it was either way incredibly powerful. Completely thought provoking and sad. Hope raised it's head at the end, but almost in a depressing way.
I'm not sure what I think. Which I really prefer in the long run. Either way, Clive Owen is my favourite. But he's in the movie and the book in my world.
This is exactly why I have to see the movie before I read the book (in any case, not just with this particular book/movie). If I read the book first the movie is terrible, if I see the movie first the book fills in things the movie left out or explains things I didn't quite understand, almost enhancing the movie.
ReplyDeleteYeah, that's how I feel about Memoirs of a Geisha. I should have just seen the movie first. I'll make sure to see Children of Men before I read the book.
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