A Face for…the Bookshelf?
And–the reverse of last week’s question. Name one book that you hope never, ever, ever gets made into a movie (no matter how good that movie might be).
Well, let’s see, any book that I like, I suppose. No, no, that’s not really fair. I don’t hate movies that much, I will say, though, that Gone with the Wind, The Time Traveler’s Wife and a few others were among my favorite books but also among my least favorite movies.
And, on second thought, I have, in fact, found one that I had hoped would never see the light of the silver screen. The Hunger Games, I will say, is going to be a bit of a disappointment; I’m almost one hundred percent sure.
I think that some books, most books, really, should be left well enough alone. My husband thinks the opposite: that there are far more good movies than there are books. He was a film major; I was a political science major. They say opposites attract! (I will admit to enjoying anything by the Coen Brothers, though, just as he will read most things by Michio Kaku.)