Sometimes I find myself lost in thought,
pondering the many deep and philosophical questions facing humankind. Recently,
this is what I spent a few hours contemplating: Has there ever been a movie
that was better than the original novel?
After much rumination, I concluded the
answer is “no,” there has never been a movie that was better than the original
novel. And I’m not alone with that opinion. Novelist John le CarrĂ© famously quipped,
“Having your book turned into a movie is like seeing your oxen turned into
bouillon cubes.”
(In the 17-plus years of writing this
weekly humor column, I’m pretty sure that’s the first time I’ve had to type the
phrase “bouillon cubes,” which would make a great name for a rock band.)
Admittedly, my personal sample size is
rather small. I estimate I’ve seen about 30 movies over the years where I’ve
also read the novels on which they were based. Even very good movies — such as
“Jaws” and “The Godfather”— can’t hold a candle to the original novels.
For example, Steven Spielberg did a
terrific job creating the film adaptation of Peter Benchley’s best-selling
shark terror story. He inserted some clever Hollywood-style moments of surprise
and humor. And the big bang ending was emotionally cathartic for the audience,
but completely ridiculous. However, the film never captured the powerful social
class undercurrents of the novel. Instead of a short, bearded smart-aleck
(Richard Dreyfuss), the oceanographer character, Matt Hooper, was in the novel
a tall handsome upper-class preppie. Hooper’s presence in town triggers suppressed
resentments in Chief Brody’s wife, who many years earlier gave up her social
privilege to marry a middle-class cop. (I won’t give away how Hooper and Mrs.
Brody dealt with this tension.)
Same thing with “The Godfather.” Francis
Ford Coppola’s award-winner classic is a great movie, in large measure because
it stayed so faithful to Mario Puzo’s novel. It even added some of my all-time favorite
movie lines: “Leave the gun; take the cannolis,” and, “Luca Brasi sleeps with
the fishes.”
Like all movies, there was simply no
time to explore the back stories of interesting characters, such as Johnny
Fontaine, Jack Woltz, Lucy Mancini, Al Neri, Moe Green, and the aforementioned
Brasi. Again, it was a wonderful movie, but the novel was better.
So, imagine my surprise when I found an
online article, published by Variety magazine, titled, “Ten Movies That Are
Better Than the Book.” Right at the top of the list were these films: “Jaws”
and “The Godfather.” Wait a minute! I know “Variety” is a Hollywood industry
publication, but did those guys even read the novels?
By the way, the other movies on the list
were: “Psycho,” “Planet of the Apes,” “The Spy Who Loved Me,” “Die Hard,” “The
Bridges of Madison County,” “Jackie Brown,” “The Notebook,” and “Fifty Shades
of Gray.”
“The Spy Who Loved Me” is the only one
where I’ve seen the film and read the novel. It shouldn’t even be on a list
like this, because other than having a central character named James Bond and
the same title, the movie’s plot is 100-percent different than the novel’s
story. (And both were mediocre at best. Ian Fleming acknowledged it was one of
his worst Bond books.)
I’m curious what you think about this
subject. Do you agree that the movie is never as good as the novel it’s based
on? Or do you think there are movies that are better than the novel? Feel free
to contact me at MerryCatholic@gmail.com and let me know. If you make a good
argument for your point of view — or at least write something funny — I’ll
include it in a future column.
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