Ender’s GamePosted: November 5, 2013
I had an awesome weekend: my computer died on Saturday and my Internet went out on Sunday night. I’ve got a new computer and am in the slow process of transferring all salvaged data into it, but the Internet still hasn’t been fixed yet (I’m blogging during lunch at work) so I don’t know how regular posting is going to be.
Anyway, the weekend wasn’t all that bad, because I managed to catch Ender’s Game in between tearing my hair out over my computer and banging hopelessly on my modem. I know there is a boycott against the movie because Orson Scott Card is a dick, but it doesn’t change the fact that it is a good (if totally soul-scarring) story. I love the book, although apparently it was too depressing to take home with me when I moved, so I only have a broad memory of the plot without any clear details.
It turns out to be the perfect mindset to watch this movie, because even though it sticks quite close to the book, it has to compress a great deal and cut out a great deal more. Since I already know what’s going on without remembering exactly how it happens, I understood the subtle points of the story while still got that sense of anticipation of watching something for the first time. Of course, all that cutting and compressing means that it doesn’t have much of the emotional resonance of the original story anymore. All the actors are good (kudos to the filmmakers for a pretty diverse cast), but I definitely don’t feel as attached to Ender as I was when I read the book.
So, my verdict? I like the movie, but it should be accompanied by reading the book first. The book is much more psychological and philosophical, which of course the movie forgoes in favor of laser guns and stuff blowing up, but that’s to be expected.
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