NOW SHOWING - SOMEHOW... A MOVIE

NOW SHOWING - SOMEHOW… A MOVIE.

(Anonymous)

Why is it that the readers mostly end up hating a movie based on the novels they love? While I sit around with people and discuss their favourite novels and their movie adaptations, if there’s something that does come around at any point is, ‘Didn’t they just screw the novel up!’

This surely isn’t about the already known story being watched again, for if a friend tells me of an incident of how a random guy ended up embarrassing  himself, I would love to watch the video. In any case, there are movies we play over and again. When I am introduced to a character and described of how they behave, there aren’t many actors who can act on screen in a way our mind make those characters do. A little of anything over and there we go with our hands up.  

Doesn’t it feel more of like a betrayal to squeeze the five hundred page of gold into a three hour of something? (Why don’t they name it - somehow… a movie?) If Tom comes out screaming, ‘I saw the best murder ever planned,’ there won’t be much of something that would tell him of what went inside the murderer through all this.

Visuals dominate the world, yet the words are more powerful. Even I end up spending more time on watching things than reading them. And coming back to what the point was - why is it that the readers mostly end up hating a movie based on the novels they love? There’s a world that a reader makes of his own while reading, and any disturbance to that reality does disturb him. Nevermind, thats an anonymous reader speaking.