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Specsavers 2011 Spring/Summer Collection |
"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked..." They just don't write 'em like that anymore, but apparently they can adapt 'em into partially animated feature length films.
Rob Epstein and Jeffry Friedman's potrayal of the 1957 obscenity trial held over
Allen Ginsberg's celebrated poem,
"Howl", presents the audience with a combination of archive footage, animated illustrations of the poem and some reportedly sterling acting from James Franco.
Not released in the UK until February 2011 this is just one of many literary masterpieces that I am simultaneously anxious and terrified of seeing translated to film.
Ok, maybe "terrified" is a tad strong, but if you haven't already gathered from my slaughtering of Scorsese's
"Shutter Island" I really HATE it when an adaptation goes wrong. You know that feeling of intense disappointment like when you realise a celebrity is actually a total prat in real life and it totally taints everything else they ever do (yeah
Christian Bale I'm talkin to you): you just want to ask why, jump through a portal in time back to a better, simpler place where ignorance reigned and everything was rosy. This is how I feel when I see an excellent book poorly adapted to film, so needless to say my anxiety levels are gradually rising with the impending release of various literary classics on the silver screen.
Next case in point, arguably the best novel of American 20th Century literature,
F. Scott Fitzgerald's
The Great Gatsby.
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Now, when you entitle something as "arguably the best of a century" the bar has already been set inconceivably high, so it's little wonder that many (4 in total) have attempted to bring this lavish and tragic tale of wealth and desire to the silver screen in the past. Most notably,
Jack Clayton's 1974 offering wound up being somewhat of a flop, atmospheric as it is. Even the radioactive Robert Redford and Mia Farrow couldn't bring this back from the brink of mundane.
Seems bizarre that a text so rich in imagery, full of characters absolutely dripping in pathos, in an era of extreme decadence could be anything other than a visual feast.
I refuse to be disheartened though, and I'll stand resilient in the hope that the upcoming film adaptation of the novel will do it some justice. With
Leonardo DiCaprio as Gatsby and
Carey Mulligan as Daisy Buchanan, SURELY I won't be let down - famous last words...
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"Dear diary, today I met a boy..." |
Hunter S. Thompson's novel
The Rum Diary follows the soul-searching adventure of journalist Paul Kemp, writing, drinking and fighting his way around the Carribean. Brilliant. So when I heard this was being made into a film starring
Johnny Depp (of course) I was delighted. That was about 3 years ago, so the fact they're finally in the post-production stages feels like like a long overdue treat. My only concern is that the hype has been building (in my head anyway) for so long now that it won't live up to expectations, but with Depp's dedication to Thompson's work and if "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" is anything to go by, I shouldn't be let down. Roll on 2011...
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I must admit I don't have my hopes set high for this one, as I simply don't know how the spontaneous narrative structure of the novel will translate to film. I don't know if I want it to in fact. I am referring to the screen version of
Jack Kerouac's defining novel
On The Road. The largely biographical journey of Sal Paradise is now considered a crucial text of the
Beat Generation, influencing generations of road-trippers on spiritual booze-fuelled journeys for years to come.
With
Walter Salles (of "The Motorcycle Diaries" fame) at the directorial helm,
Francis Ford Coppolla controlling production and a young and promising cast including Brit talent
Sam Riley as Sal Paradise: in theory it should work.
I remain unconvinced.
Bob Dylan once said of the novel: "It changed my life like it changed everyone else's." Wonder what he'll make of the film...
(On The Road is due for release in 2011)
Novels that translated well to film:
- LA Confidential by James Ellroy
- American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis
- The Godfather by Mario Puzo
Lost in Translation:
- The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold (awright Peter you like CGI, we get it! not always appropriate though eh?)
- Frankenstein by Mary Shelley (time and time again they've been more horrific than any monster)
- The Human Stain by Philip Roth (Anthony Hopkins as a black American...nuff said)