Well to be frank, all of the books are pretty fucking terrible - a magic combination of anti-feminist and boring as fuck - but this cover somehow makes it worse. We have Bella getting spooned by a gay werewolf while her stalker undead boyfriend watches from a distance. He also might be the moon. This is what young women masturbate to these days? We gotta get them some porn subscriptions.
In Hollywood, no one can hear you butcher a classic. This is the place where great sci-fi gets paid tribute to when it becomes a Will Smith vehicle, between this and the terrible I Am Legend. It could be worse, though: Ray Bradbury had to be alive to see the A Sound of Thundermovie. At least Asimov got out while he could.
Of Seth Grahame-Smiths undead mash-up epics, I personally prefer Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, but his biographical satire didnt deserve what Hollywood did to it, a strangely serious rendering of camp that sucks the life from the book. Having fun never looked so grim.
I never got around to reading the series that the film Jack Reacher was based on, but unfortunately, I saw Jack Reacher in theatres last December, one of the most unintentionally funny movies Ive ever seen. If I were a fan of the novel, I would be pissed to have to be reminded of that every time I passed by the novels in a store.
Steven Zaillians movie adaptation of All the Kings Men was supposed to be a major awards played in 2006, with the Oscars practically engraving themselves based on cast pedigree alone. But then people saw Sean Penn mugging with a horrid Southern-ish accent for two hours, and it was all over. Bookstores were then stuck with this copy for the rest of time, a movie tie-in pushed just as hard as the actual film.
When did 1920s art deco become Watch the Thronestarring Tobey Maguire? I cant with this poster, and I especially cant when it has to ruin one of the best books ever written.