Thursday, May 7, 2015

Film Adaptations

I love to read. I don't think that's a big secret. I will read anything and everything, I own (conservatively) thousands of books, and the books that I love I am willing to read over and over again. With that being said, it might take some of you by surprise to learn that I love movie adaptations of books, even when they diverge from the source material. I know many of you would assume I'm a stickler for faithful adaptations, but I really don't mind when filmmakers take some artistic liberties. The reason I bring all this up is that last week I went to a Thursday night showing of Avengers: Age of Ultron with two friends. I've always enjoyed the Marvel movies, finding them harmless and entertaining fun. And I'm a big fan of Joss Whedon (if you haven't seen the glory that is Firefly, then you are seriously missing out), so I was excited going into the film. The three of us laughed at the quips, gasped when shocked and ooohed at some of the amazing spectacle (mainly James Spader's parts 'cause that man's voice is amazing, even if he just read the phone book it would sound impressive). When we exited the theater I immediately turned to my pals and said "that was awesome, I really liked it." I was met with two blank looks and "I didn't like it at all, they totally screwed up the story!" Wait. What? We just watched a two and a half hour movie and throughout the entire thing the two of them were reacting exactly as they should (with seeming enjoyment and captivation) and now they come out and say they don't like it?? I was completely flummoxed. And then I made a huge mistake (insert picture of Gob Bluth here). I asked them why. The next 20 or so minutes of my life (wasted and never to be returned) was spent listening to them talk about the myriad ways the film differed from the comic books. I don't want to include any spoilers here, so I won't go into them in detail. Suffice it to say, the list was long and tediously specific.

Now, my real problem with this entire event wasn't so much our disagreement about liking or not liking the movie because I fully appreciate that people can have different tastes in films (although, let's be serious here, I will judge you if you don't like what I like and it will most likely impact our friendship in profound ways), but rather that they had clearly enjoyed the film while watching it and their belief that it was "bad" stemmed entirely from the fact that it wasn't a live action carbon copy depiction of the source material. But really, how can it and why should it be? The simple truth of the matter is that no matter what the filmmakers do, a film adaptation of a book will never be 100% what you pictured when you read it. And there are a couple of big reasons: 1) unless you want to read a book that describes everything in excruciatingly precise detail (I'm looking at you George R.R. Martin, Robert Jordan, James Joyce, J R.R. Tolkein in Return of the King, etc.) a lot of what you visualize when you read is actually detail your brain fills in for you, not something you explicitly read and, therefore, unless you're making the film yourself, it's not going to come out a 100% match to what you imagined; 2) a truly faithful adaptation of even a 100 page novella (assuming it's not entirely cerebrally set) would probably translate to multiple hours of film, so a full length novel would be waaaaaaay too long a movie; 3) no matter what you do, the way an actor says or emphasizes certain words, the way he/she moves, the setting, the clothes, everything that makes a movie a movie is an interpretation of the book and it's probably not going to be what you pictured in your head while reading. And that's the entire point of both books and film! They are never going to mean the same thing to different people. That's why you have English literature majors in college (and I can say this with authority as I majored in English lit). English majors spend their entire academic career arguing over the meaning of a book - basically arguing over different interpretations of the same material. And guess what...they are all correct (some - me - more than others, of course). 

But what does this all have to do with my original point, you ask? Well, when you watch a film adaption of a book it is ridiculous to say that you don't like it simply based on the fact that it diverges from the source material or what you imagined. That is a ridiculous argument and I won't respond to it (insert picture of Lucille Bluth here). The point that I've been trying to drive home (hopefully successfully) is that a film adaption by necessity must diverge from the source material. It's not possible to do anything else. Every visual adaptation is an interpretation and it's highly unlikely that it will ever be 100% on point with what you expected/visualized. And really, why should you limit yourself? Why should you be so closed off from other ideas about the material? Why is your vision of the material more valid than any other? One of my favorite books of all time is Pride and Prejudice (original, I know) and I have loved many adaptations of the film. I love the BBC version with Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle and I love the version with Keira Knightley. These are two wildly divergent interpretations and I love them both equally because they draw out and emphasize different messages within the book. They make me think about a book that I've read dozens of times in new and intriguing ways, making the material fresh and exciting. I think that in order to appreciate film adaptations of books  you need to be open to varying interpretations. This is a good life skill for both watching movies and reading books and to help you achieve this skill here's a helpful way to do so: divorce the source material from the film adaptation in your mind. Don't think of the film as the book in live action, that way lies madness. Rather, think of the film as a completely different entity that has nothing whatsoever to your beloved book. If they have nothing to do with each other, then it's a-okay if they are very different.

And now let's bring this whole thing home - my movie night with my (lame?) friends. Their arguments particularly irked me due to the nature of comic books. To be fair, I'm not a devoted reader of comics, but I've certainly read my share. And I've read enough to know that they are constantly changing the storyline - alternate universes, reboots, new timelines, characters suddenly switching genders, etc. All of these appear regularly in comic books to the extent that it's nearly impossible to point to a single cohesive storyline for any one character. So really, when you're complaining about a film not following the source material, how on earth can you complain about a comic book movie? There are so many storylines to choose from! And yes, maybe the film diverges from all the written storylines, but how is that any different than a new writer taking over a beloved character and telling a new story from the beginning as a reboot? Or are you telling me that you will only ever be satisfied with the very first story that was ever written and all others are cheap bastardizations that shall not be borne? Aaaaargh. It drives me insane. Clearly.


What I'm really trying to say is that I enjoyed the movie and it doesn't matter that it diverged from the source material because, no matter what, it was bound to do so. And I want to encourage you all to try a little harder to be open to the varying interpretations of some of your favorite books being made into film (I'm thinking ahead to "The Martian" by Andy Weir and "Ready Player One" by Ernest Cline, coming soon). And if you can't do that and you still hate a movie simply because it's a little different than you expected, then keep it to yourself. 'Cause I just don't want to hear it.

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Spring Happiness

There's just something about Spring. I think it might be my favorite time of the year. I'm not sure I ever really thought of spring as the superior season when I lived in California. In NorCal there are clearly defined seasons - Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring. Each lasts the requisite three months or so, just enough time for you to enjoy that season, but not so long that you get sick of it. Living in Portland, however, is an entirely different beast. Here, you have a super short Summer, an abbreviated Fall, a loooooooong Winter (incessant grey skies and rain), and a brief Spring (it can be as short as three weeks). And since I've moved here I've found myself more and more enamored with Spring. I'm sure the reason is obvious to you all: it comes after an interminable winter in which I have to dress everyday in preparation for the inevitable rain shower. Now, don't get me wrong. I like the rain and I like winter weather. But after 5+ months of it, I'm ready to move on to blue skies and something a little warmer. And so, around mid-May each year I am begging whatever higher power may exist in this world to give me Spring. This year I've been very fortunate as that wonderful season has come early to Portland. We've been enjoying some beautiful (and schizophrenic - we went from 80 degrees one day to 55 degrees the next) weather lately. This has led to some very happy moods for your's truly and some inspired poetry...

The sun is shining, oh, what a day,
Clear blue skies seem here to stay.
My heart feels light, I can't help but smile,
I feel so much better than I have in a while.
There's just nothing better than life in spring,
When every thing's new and the world glows green.
Waking up in the morning seems easy to do,
I jump out of bed and just take a few
Moments to get ready, then I'm quickly out the door,
Why stay inside when you can be out to explore
The world all around us, with the sun shining bright,
It all comes together and my entire being feels right.
On a day like today, it all seems so clear,
There's just nothing better than this time of year.