I know. Controversial.
I’m usually the first one to say, “The book was better“, but in the following examples, I’m happy to be proved wrong.
A Room With A View: E.M. Forster’s classic becomes an absolutely gorgeous film, complete with soaring arias and Italian vistas. I’ve loved this film since I was a kid. (Heads up: there’s some serious nudity, but as my English teacher, Miss Mitchell, would say, it’s nudity with a European sensibility -naked boys jumping in a lake, that’s all.)
Julie and Julia: Nora Ephron turned an okay book into a delightful movie. The film version hums because Meryl Streep brings Julia to life: Amy Adams portrays a much sweeter character than the author’s, and the mediocre parts are gone. Ephron also relied extensively on Julia Childs’s memoirs to bring more Julia into the film version.
The Devil Wears Prada: Meryl Streep, and Anne Hathaway turned a forgettable novel into an enjoyable and witty skewering of New York City’s fashion scene. Author Lauren Weisberger makes a cameo as the twins’ nanny. Don’t miss the first three minutes!
If you’ve seen the films but not read the novels, why not rectify that and then see if you agree with me.