Monday, 24 September 2012
30 Days of Books Meme (Part 7)
Day 19 – Favourite book turned into a movie
I actually saw the film version of Fight Club before I read the book, which is the order that I generally prefer. If I read the book first, I just feel that the film is a poorer version of it and sit there thinking about everything that's been done wrong or omitted. If I see the film first, I can enjoy both because the book is an improvement of the film. And, if I do it that way round, I actually don't mind if the two are totally different, like Neil Gaiman's Stardust, which shares an idea and a couple of characters with the film and not a lot else.
I think Fight Club is actually quite a difficult film to talk about, whether you've seen the film or not. It was like nothing I'd seen before, it was a complete shock to me really, and I loved it. Not only is it a good story, it's so cleverly made, so that you don't realise that you're missing certain bits of information until the characters realise it. You're so drawn in, you're such a part of what's happening, that you can forget you're watching a film and just let it unfold around you.
Day 20 – Favourite romance book
That being said, I do enjoy the Anita Blake series by Laurell K. Hamilton. It started off as a brutally violent vampire series, but everything changed when two of the characters first slept together in - I believe - book six. After that point, there are numerous, very graphic sexual encounters, and often the story takes a backseat. And yet, I still buy them. The story's started to rear its head again recently, with the main character going off on adventure with a group of guys where she's not actually sleeping with any of them, (she's got a dozen different guys on the go at last count, so it's rare for her to be in a room where she hasn't slept with anyone else). I keep reading in the hope that one day, the story will come back for real. But, in the mean time, they're not exactly a dull read.
Day 21 – Favourite book from your childhood
The Elmer books are the first books I actually remember from my childhood, we even had our own patchwork elephant toy like the one in the photo (that's not actually ours, I haven't seen ours in years). I don't actually really remember the books now, but I loved them. We've always had books around the house, both of my parents are readers, as was my older sister. My younger brother isn't so much (he's going through a graphic novel stage at the moment, but I'm not sure that actually counts as reading) but we've always had books. There are more books in our house than anything else, though most of our children's books are gone now. Which, actually, is a little depressing. I'm one of those people who can't bear to get rid of books, whether by donating, selling or just giving them away. I admit it, I'm a hoarder, but there are worse addictions to have, I suppose.