Tuesday, December 1, 2009
I read the novel before I watch the movie because when novels are being adapted to the big screen, you can be certain that the director, writers etc will tweak it a little bit or a lot so that the movie will appeal to the masses, or in other words, sell a lot of tickets. For me, the novel was very entertaining. I am a hopeless romantic and I love how the novel portrays a simple love story in a different light. It's slightly mushy but nevertheless, for an eternal romantic like me, it tastes like hot chocolate on a rainy day. Safe, warm, comfortable, and endorphin-inducing. The movie, well as almost all adaptations do, did try its best to be as true as possible to the book. I think it's sweet and for someone who read the novel beforehand, well, it's so much easier to pinpoint and savour each scene. I am not too sure what I would think of the movie if I did not read the novel. Maybe slightly unclear on some parts. They changed the ending too. Oh well, it still managed to make me shed a tear or two. Very melodramatic. Love makes the world go round, doesn't it? And when Hollywood churn out these kind of movies, where the lead male/hero appears to be sensitive to his girlfriend's feelings, caring and all around the perfect guy, it's almost unbelievable. And you start wishing for one yourself. But, of course, perfection only exists in the fantasy world. Oh, but a girl can wish, can't she?