October 15, 2013
A faithful film adaptation of a novel of any considerable literary complexity can never be more than a species of illustration--a commentary at best, a comic book at worst. To watch it inevitably becomes a kind of game in which the viewer scores the film according to how many surface details the director gets right. Do the actors look the way they "ought" to? Are the sets convincing? Does the dialogue sound familiar? It's a good game, but it has nothing to do with art....
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Posted October 15, 2013 12:00 AM