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...I’m scrolling through this thread about Tom Tykwer's "Perfume," and honestly, I can't believe how quickly—and almost invisibly—this discussion about a fresh, buzzy new movie morphed into something else entirely. It’s turned into a debate over how closely dear Tom stuck to the book, whether he stayed faithful to the source, if every single scene—especially those end sequences everyone seems obsessed with—matches the pages, and whether the lead actor is just too handsome to play a guy who is playing a character... It feels like we’ve all gotten caught up in those pedantic arguments and completely missed the forest for the trees. The real question isn't about specific scenes or plot points, but rather how effectively Tykwer captured the actual soul of the book on screen. And just when I thought about how impossible book adaptations are with an audience like us, brightfox6 hits me with some blunt truth. She basically told me, "When you go to see the Little Butcher, leave your expectations, your 'prejudices,' and your love for the book at the door and just enjoy the movie." Now I'm left scratching my head, so I figured I'd ask you guys...
...When you sit down for a book adaptation, what are you actually looking for? Does it matter to you if every single "story beat" or scene makes its way onto the screen, or is it more important to see if the director successfully translated the author's core message—even if they have to strip away certain scenes to get there? (I mean, is Michael Haneke allowed to film his version of Drunkardism, based on that sexually explicit work by E. Jelinek, without including any "real" explicit scenes? Or did Nichols make a mistake by leaving out the steamy parts in Marbers' Closer?) Do you have rigid expectations for the casting? Must the actors look exactly like the descriptions in the book, or is it enough that they capture the right expression, regardless of looks? (Could Grenouille be a pretty American boy instead of a grotesque Frenchman? Could the blue-eyed, almost charming Benoit Magimel pull off the endlessly arrogant Walter Klemmer?) Do you approach an adaptation with "preconceptions," expecting the director to follow a specific set of rules, or can you watch a film independently of the book? How much creative license should a director have? Does it bother you when they take too much freedom—stripping the film down to a raw idea or motive while tossing out all the context? (Is brightfox6 right to enjoy that freedom, or is Poirot right to claim that Winterbott ruined "Jude"? Was Haneke on the right track when he tried to visually approximate a Kafkaesque letter in his Castle?) Do you struggle with these dilemmas yourselves? Ultimately, do you prefer movies based on books, or do you lean toward original screenplays—or does it even matter? 🙂
...The floor is yours, and I’ll probably chime in along the way...🙂
...When you sit down for a book adaptation, what are you actually looking for? Does it matter to you if every single "story beat" or scene makes its way onto the screen, or is it more important to see if the director successfully translated the author's core message—even if they have to strip away certain scenes to get there? (I mean, is Michael Haneke allowed to film his version of Drunkardism, based on that sexually explicit work by E. Jelinek, without including any "real" explicit scenes? Or did Nichols make a mistake by leaving out the steamy parts in Marbers' Closer?) Do you have rigid expectations for the casting? Must the actors look exactly like the descriptions in the book, or is it enough that they capture the right expression, regardless of looks? (Could Grenouille be a pretty American boy instead of a grotesque Frenchman? Could the blue-eyed, almost charming Benoit Magimel pull off the endlessly arrogant Walter Klemmer?) Do you approach an adaptation with "preconceptions," expecting the director to follow a specific set of rules, or can you watch a film independently of the book? How much creative license should a director have? Does it bother you when they take too much freedom—stripping the film down to a raw idea or motive while tossing out all the context? (Is brightfox6 right to enjoy that freedom, or is Poirot right to claim that Winterbott ruined "Jude"? Was Haneke on the right track when he tried to visually approximate a Kafkaesque letter in his Castle?) Do you struggle with these dilemmas yourselves? Ultimately, do you prefer movies based on books, or do you lean toward original screenplays—or does it even matter? 🙂
...The floor is yours, and I’ll probably chime in along the way...🙂