Book v. Movie

"But I want to be with you."

Okay, so as emotional as it was reading it, the movie was ten times more emotional [towards the ending] because as a "visual person" seeing it on screen makes it a tad easier for me to visualize exactly what the characters look like. And considering the book was vague, bleak, and hard to read, the movie was better at explaining or visualizing what happens in the book.

However, as any book turns to the silver screen version, things are lost, exaggerated or something magically appears. The Road was obviously no different. I personally hadn't pictured the little boy to be as old as he was in the movie, I thought maybe he would be six or seven; and he was older than I expected when the mother left too, which is awkward. There were too many flashbacks, which is an obvious unnecessary add on to the movie. I don't care if Charlize was the mom, she was only in the book for maybe a total of two paragraphs. Too much of something that's mysterious is an automatic failure. The intensity of finding the house with the cut up people in the basement was well built, but I hadn't pictured them going around corners and stuff soon as they went down there. They kept it creepy though which is still cool.


There are a bunch of other things I didn't feel were keeping it true to the book, but because I haven't read this book again since before school started, it could be me not remembering certain parts correctly.

End Verdict: Books always beat Movies. No matter how much they help me visualize the characters in a very vague and hard book to read.