The favorites for April 26: Favorite Movie or TV adaptations
As we all know, one of the Ten Bookworm Commandments is: Thou shalt never be satisfied with a movie adaptation because THE BOOK IS ALWAYS BETTER.
Obviously, Kibby just wants to fling that match and watch the bookworm world burn. While standing there looking cool, backlit by the flames, walking away in slow motion. I approve.
And . . . can I tell you this secret and be safe? Shhh. Come closer. Closer. That’s close enough, back off, I like my personal bubble at minimum two inches please. Okay. Ready? *whispers* I actually like some movie adaptations better than I like their book source. *Ducks flying tomatoes* *evades screaming Goodreads mob*
Now that the mob is gone. Ahem. Here are the books which were turned into movies I adore. In some cases I love book and movie with the same amount of love (Stardust!) In others, I genuinely think the movie streamlined and visualized the story so much better (Jaws, Forrest Gump).
Stardust, Neil Gaiman
Both? Both. Both is good. Read the book and then go watch the movie because they’re equally amazing.
Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë
I list the movie over the book because my ovaries literally sat up and begged me to. They saw Toby Stephens in the 2006 BBC miniseries, and sploded. There’s nothing I can do ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
The Princess Bride, William Goldman
I have read the book, and the humor seems a bit overdone? I dunno, it seems forced in writing when it flows as a hilarious flood when spoken by the actors. It’s still a good book and I encourage people to read it but . . . the worst sin is the book doesn’t have Cary Elwes in it *ovaries make a sad face*.
Much Ado About Nothing, William Shakespeare
Because Emma fucking Thompson, that’s why. Also, Shakespeare English is tricksy to read and I honestly enjoy the mental break I get just *watching* the words, with accompanying expressions, rather than reading them.
Jaws, Peter Benchley
There are a lot of wacky, extraneous plotlines in the novel which TBH don’t add anything. At all. Do yourself a favor and just watch the movie.
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, Ken Kesey
The casting is what makes me love the movie. Both book and movie can make me cry. Jack Nicholson IS McMurphy, but Louise Fletcher really sells a super difficult part and her contribution can’t be overlooked. And Will Sampson, as Chief, embodies the novel.
Misery, Stephen King
Casting again. Cathy Bates is so very good at being squirrel-poo levels of nutty. It’s also a really cinematic story to start with, so the movie only improves it.
Forrest Gump, Winston Goom
The book, again, has lots of extra useless plotlines (Forrest goes into space? And gets stranded on cannibal island?? TF?) which really go nowhere and the book doesn’t have Tom Hanks. We can’t do this story without Tom Hanks.
Breaking Dawn part II, Stephenie Meyer
The pleasure of watching Aro, Jane, and Alec die horribly CANNOT BE OVERSTATED and it’s NOT IN THE BOOK. That UberJerk Aro walks away from the big confrontation free as a pale, sickly, red-eyed, sadistic bird and all we get is reading about how Alice’s vision scared the leather trousers off him. Seeing it in the movie, even though it’s deus ex machina’d at the end by being the fake vision, is WAY more satisfying.