Well I’ve just, finally, seen The Golden Compass film. I’m behind the times, I know, but do you know what, I could have waited a lot longer. Not too impressed at all*. I know it’s a big job turning a book into a film, and I understand that the two are different media, but, well, I don’t know. I just don’t feel like it worked. It never settled, never focused on a character or gave me a reason to care and on a number of times understand what was going on. If the book was a terrific, exciting, intoxicating journey, walking through lush countryside, smelling its smells, scaling mountains, trudging through snow (etc etc) the film felt like being driven down a motorway, probably sitting in the back seat.
* This laryngitis may have just made me grouchy.