I typically don’t read things and then watch the film, or vice versa. I have always deliberately avoided reading Do Androids Dream of Sheep, as once I had watched Blade Runner first, I did not want to know what was in the book. I still have a copy of the book, but it remains unread.
So it was, that quite recently I found myself reading Orson Scott Card’s Ender’s Game just before the film was coming out. I enjoyed the book, so I thought why not watch the film. I was curious to see how they compared. I was also breaking my own rules. What could possibly go wrong?
Well, a lot could go wrong. To start with, the book was too fresh in my mind. Furthermore, I was going into this thinking about the book and also actively thinking about how they would compare. As it turned out, I didn’t mind the film, although with such an epic story, it seemed as though it was not only moving through the story too quickly and jumping about all over the place. As it needed to if they were going to get this into a two hour film. By way of a blind test, The Cook (my better half) found herself watching it, when she really thought that she had better things to do. A good book and a good film.
So, what is the take home message? You would not think to compare a piece of music inspired by a book, film, piece of poetry, or painting, with the original artwork. Never try to compare a book and a film. They both have their place. It’s not a fight.