On a pretty regular basis I get into a conversation which leads to discussions about favourite music, movies, books etc. When it comes around to books I will admit to having Lord of the Rings in my Top Ten favourites. I, invariably, get asked/told about the amazingness of Jackson's Trilogy, to which I reply that I haven't seen them, nor do I ever intend to. It is at this point that I get some responses from silence to being called a freak (but usually its in the middle, with people asking why but then not understanding my reasons).
The bottom line is that I loathe most film adaptations of books. By that, I mean books that I have read and loved. To me there is a direct relationship between the author and the reader, and it is a very personal one. The author has put down his/her thoughts and it is up to each individual to visualise and interpret, what the author intended to convey. As the postmodernists would say, the reader owns the text.
That relationship is broken when it is adapted for the big screen. An interloper has come in and attempted to foist their vision of the text on me.
Going back to the example above, I have read LoTR too many times to remember, and with each reading I am able to visualise a little more. I have the appearances, accents, geography, all mapped out in my head. But even a few trailers that I was unable to avoid managed to creep and spoil by own images. I am sure Mr Jackson did a good job, cinematographically, but he doesn't know me and what I saw in the words.
I have tried watching some other movie adaptations of my favourite books, but they just reinforced my antipathy to the idea. A couple of other examples of major fails are Birdsong and Captain Corelli's Mandolin. But the list is much longer; long enough for me to avoid them like the plague now.
I know many movies are based on books, and I am not a movie hater. The antipathy tends to work in one direction though....if I've read the book first, then I am not watching the movie.
Am I alone in this intransigence?
The bottom line is that I loathe most film adaptations of books. By that, I mean books that I have read and loved. To me there is a direct relationship between the author and the reader, and it is a very personal one. The author has put down his/her thoughts and it is up to each individual to visualise and interpret, what the author intended to convey. As the postmodernists would say, the reader owns the text.
That relationship is broken when it is adapted for the big screen. An interloper has come in and attempted to foist their vision of the text on me.
Going back to the example above, I have read LoTR too many times to remember, and with each reading I am able to visualise a little more. I have the appearances, accents, geography, all mapped out in my head. But even a few trailers that I was unable to avoid managed to creep and spoil by own images. I am sure Mr Jackson did a good job, cinematographically, but he doesn't know me and what I saw in the words.
I have tried watching some other movie adaptations of my favourite books, but they just reinforced my antipathy to the idea. A couple of other examples of major fails are Birdsong and Captain Corelli's Mandolin. But the list is much longer; long enough for me to avoid them like the plague now.
I know many movies are based on books, and I am not a movie hater. The antipathy tends to work in one direction though....if I've read the book first, then I am not watching the movie.
Am I alone in this intransigence?