Last night, I went to see Peter Jackson’s The Lovely Bones. I’ve never in my life had a film-induced nightmare, but any normal fourteen-year-old girl should probably have her dreams haunted by Mr. Harvey in his bespectacled, mustached horror. So naturally, I was a little nervous as I went to bed afterwards.
I didn’t need to worry. I can’t remember my muddled dreams very well, but they definitely featured post-it notes and chickens. Serial child rapists/murderers didn’t even make an appearance.
I’m rather impressed with the innate ability of my subconscious to remain unaffected by books and films, no matter how disturbing the content.
Colvinism 
So how was the movie? I am still waiting for your brilliant HP6 review…
By: Mrs. Butlerq on January 25, 2010
at 7:55 am
It was very long and confused and wasn’t entirely consistent in sticking to a theme… but I still really enjoyed it despite the flaws. It had some amazing and beautiful moments and was very suspenseful.
I actually finished that (!) – but I need to cut it down by about 50% to get it to a length fit for posting.
By: taliac on January 25, 2010
at 4:41 pm
Have you read the book? I’m curious as to how you would compare the two formats.
By: Cindy on January 25, 2010
at 7:05 pm
I’m actually waiting for it to be available at the library… all 4 copies have been out for a week!
Some of the best parts of the film were when Saoirse Ronan was just narrating, using prose pulled straight from the book. So that bodes well for the novel.
By: taliac on January 30, 2010
at 12:08 pm