So, watching “Aliens in the Attic” last night with my nephew and mom brought wonderful knowledge to my awareness.
Rick Riordan’s The Lightning Thief is coming to theaters in February.
Now, I’m really excited about this. But at the same time I’m mad. Hollywood, yet again, is poised to ruin a perfectly good book.
Faux pas #1: They’ve cast an actor too old to play Percy Jackson. (He’s the MC.) In the first book, he’s only 11/12 and the kid they’ve cast looks about 16.
Faux pas #2: Well, they won’t follow the book terribly closely. You know this.
I almost don’t want to go see it. Except that Pierce Brosnan as Chiron, Melina Kanakaredes as Athena, and Steve Coogan as Hades. And Sean Bean is playing Zeus. I’m so excited by this part of the cast. I just don’t know about this all because they will ruin a book that I’ve come to really like.
My apprehension about Hollywood and book adaptations has me reluctant to ever enter publishing as an author because I don’t know that I could live with being completely unhappy with the film version if it were made.
No guarantee it would ever become a film. But still, it’s something to consider. And it makes me every publishing professional’s nightmare. On many levels. Sigh.
I’m such a nitpicker that it gets annoying sometimes. I drive my mother nuts with it. And I drive myself crazy. I dissect. I always come up with something else to say should have been in the movie. Always. And I never like the casting. Well, almost never. Perhaps the only exception to my nitpicking was Peter Jackson’s LOTR trilogy.
I’ll stop rambling now. And I won’t be around a lot today. I know I say that a lot but I will be with family today and not around the computer.