Friday 28 February 2014

Films vs Books

It's an ongoing argument heard by all english students across the country. Why read when we can watch a brief summary in a film? Don't get me wrong, I love films. They are a fantastic way to introduce ideas to a wide audience and I don't deny they have the power to influence and change the way you see the world. I vividly remember watching The Shawshank Redemption when I was thirteen years old. Many of my thoughts about crime and justice came from that film.

Film has a visual power which books cannot necessarily offer. In The Shawshank Redemption, you can't hide from the violence and the injustice which seeps through the storyline. Sometimes, when reading it is possible to hide from certain elements such as violence as you are focussing on other elements such as the style of writing. However, the beauty of reading is that you allow your imagination to do a part of the work.

 A film requires no effort on your part, but a book the author relies on your mind to see what he or she is trying to present as well as the words. Ultimately, words are not enough. You have to be open to the possibility of seeing something which is not directly in front of you. You have to be willing to imagine, which is a great skill.  Reading is a more drawn out process, which is why people often opt for the film version but this drawn out process gives you an opportunity to really consider the message or characters that are being portrayed. For an extended amount of time the thoughts of that character live with you, so they have time to brighten your day to day life or influence you in a far greater way.  Moreover, films can only capture an element of what that person feels. Actors do a fantastic job at emoting these feelings and thoughts, but it is only through reading that you can truly understand the exact thoughts of a character because they are written in front of you. Seeing those thoughts of figures who live a similar or completely different life experience to you gives you the opportunity to feel empathy which is why reading is so significant in society as a whole today, despite the progression of film.

I love both films and reading. I think they should go hand and hand and both the book and film industries aid one each other in becoming the best they can be. However, the idea that one should replace the other doesn't sit right with me and in my opinion doesn't do justice to either the film or the book. I understand its not always possible to read the book before you see the film or read it afterwards, but in general I feel it is a good idea to respect both and attempt to read as much as you watch film as what they offer to the mind is different, although fundamentally positive. 


Saturday 1 February 2014

American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis Review

This book has left me feeling slightly confused. The reason for this is that I am conflicted about how I have reacted to this story. This story is a character study of Patrick Bateman who is a psychopath but lives a life of complete privilege in New York in the late eighties early nineties.
 It follows his deterioration as he becomes increasingly violent and cruel. The novel is narrated from his perspective and this narration is very cleverly done giving you the opportunity to see how his obsessive behaviour effects every other part of his life. I can see why this book has received such praise since its publication. The pervading theme of the story for me is the idea of wealth, how it can be used, manipulated and how we make certain assumptions about people due to their privilege.  

However, be warned that due to the content there is some incredibly graphic violent scenes. Also, I felt that the book was too long and I began to find it repetitive. One hundred pages less and American Psycho would have been the perfect novel. I would have raved about it, instead I found myself looking at the page numbers by the end wondering when it was going to stop. In addition to this, I didn't find the ending particularly satisfying. I felt it just tailed away. So you see my confusion. It could have been perfect, but it just fell short. Either way, I feel its worth a read because it made me care enough to be disappointed.