This week’s Booking Through Thursday asks:
Books and films both tell stories, but what we want from a book can be different from what we want from a movie. Is this true for you? If so, what’s the difference between a book and a movie?
The ravenous reader is not a movie fan. Given the choice of spending two hours staring at a screen or reading a book, 99.9% of the time, this girl will choose the book.
I love the way books spread the story out, allowing you to return to it again and again. The way a good writer invites you to imagine every character and place, to put yourself into the scene through your own ideas and experiences. And of course, the tactile experience of books is so important – holding in your hands a bound stack of paper that contains a whole world is such a thrill to me.
Watching a movie is too passive for me. I don’t think of myself as an overly active or aggressive person, but I have trouble sitting still long enough to watch a movie in its entirety. Unless it’s just amazingly good, my mind wanders. And sometimes, I even feel my fingers start to itch, wanting to feel the weight of a book in my hand and the feel of paper under my thumb.
On occasion there have been movies I’ve enjoyed as much as their bookish counterparts…Sense and Sensibility (the one with Emma Thompson), The Hours, and Gone With the Wind come to mind. When I was a teenager, I loved the movie Jane Eyre (the old black and white version), and watched it whenever it came on.
But if I’m looking to be entertained, my first choice is always a book.