Back when I used to read books, there was always some disdain for movie adaptations. The best a movie could do was at least match the vision I conjured in my mind while reading. At worst, you have "I, Robot". A podcast, we were listening to on our trip this weekend, posed the question whether any film had exceeded its literary basis in execution and enjoyment. I've thought about this before and I've come up with three movies that, in my opinion, are superior works of entertainment compared to the books they are based on.
- Forrest Gump - The movie is a work of art. Funny and still quotable after almost 20 years. The book is a meandering mess. This stands above all other adaptations in improving the work it is based on.
- Silence of the Lambs - Another memorable movie that surpasses the book. Amazing performances all around improve on some dullish writing.
- Misery - This one is a lot closer than the first two as I enjoyed both forms of media immensely. I give the edge to the movie for crafting such a threatening environment and for Kathy Bates' performance. But I can see myself changing my mind depending on what I've watched or read last.
If anybody has some other suggestions, I'd be interested in hearing them.