Uncle Jay knows what I am talking about!
The worst part about being a gaming nerd is the irresistible urge to pontificate about things you know a lot about even if you don't give two shits about the topic at hand.
And I have.
I don't care if the character of Beorn from Hobbit II is all wrong, but I sure can say that it's true that the grainy picture doesn't match the description from the book; and I am compelled to say so.
I am also compelled to mention that I hated the depiction of Radagast the Brown.
I am repelled by King Scrotum Beard.
I don't think we needed the additional character who's chasing Thorin from place to place.
I am not near so captivated by Mr Jackson's efforts as many others, but then again I read those books when my family didn't have a television and we lived in a very remote locale. They got a very thorough reading and I still own those copies.
I greatly enjoyed them and taking liberties with the story bothers me when it's not a change required by the change of media. The omission of Tom Bombadil did not bug me at all. But changing when Narsil is reforged into Anduril pissed me off. It's an important aspect of the character's acceptance that it's time to claim his birthright.
I am definitely more vocal about Lord of the Rings than many other books made film because Jackson came so close to pulling it off. And he collapsed in a wreck just short of the finish line.
I was excited to see Starship Troopers being made into a movie. My reaction to seeing the movie is to hope that Paul Verhooven dies of a painful wasting disease that somehow also adds decades to his life.
300 and Sin City are good examples of not fucking up the source material.
Harry Potter emerged from movification recognizable and intact.
Trainspotting ended up being better than the book as has A Song of Fire and Ice (which I am no longer reading [Mr Martin you made the point ten pages ago, you made it bluntly, and we got it; you can stop driving the lesson home now]). Last of the Mohicans by Michael Mann is a shit-ton better than the book! It's not really recognizable any more, but it's definitely a good movie!
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