Movies From Books Novels & Stories

-I still remember the modern books from this year that I once read. -You haven't read it, you watched it. - Wow ! Are you an author-filmmaker? -Yes Madam. -Give me an example of one of your produced works. - " Till the end of the world " She laughed before resuming -Nooo, you're kidding me there. -I promise not. -You mean to tell me that you are the author of the film that discussed the first place of "best movies" of the year? -Ah here you are as smart as beautiful.

“But both are Nintendo, so the vibe here is still good” “How about books? Do you have a favorite?”, she asks. “Grapes of Wrath”, I answer and her shock over my answer doesn’t go unnoticed. “You”? “The Great Gatsby”, she says. Wow, that’s depressing! “So tragic”, I told her. “Speak for yourself”, she says, and we both laugh again because both books are probably equally depressing! “Favorite movie?” I asked her. “Love, Actually”, she says sadly. “Serious? Isn’t that a little before your time?” I said.

I got squeamish about bugs and snakes, but what's there to be scared of from a book? "I found one of his more recent books when I was shopping for new stuff; now I'm going through his back-list. I watched some of the movies based on his books, too, but I didn't know they were from his book until I saw the lists." "Hey, let me know what you think when you're done reading," he said excitedly. "I can recommend the ones l like to you if you haven't read them yet." "I'm surprised you even read," I said honestly.

“Yeah. It is all I could do when I was with Willow. Novels- they are like stories, aren't they?” “Yeah. So a movie is basically a physical demonstration of stories. Instead of them being written they are shown. So we don't have to imagine the actions, we can see it for ourselves.” “Oh, wow. That is amazing!” she says in awe. “But, are you saying everyone would gather to watch it? That seems uncomfortable. Why would they do that?”

“Anyway, Sarah was right about the book, at least if you’re into reading and don’t mind that Bronte-style stuff. I mean, I don’t mind it. The stories are different from the same junk you normally hear, but they’re still a bit flowery for me. Give me The Hunger Games anytime.” “Oh?” I shifted in my seat, wishing she’d get to the point. “I saw the movie, but I never read the books. I liked Mortal Engines better. The film sucked, though.” “Yeah.” Louise snorted. “I bet a movie about your house would be pretty cool, though.” She chuckled and got up. “Stay safe! Wandering ghouls can be dangerous!” “Wandering ghouls…nice thought,” I muttered, loud enough for her to hear.

she said and I rolled my eyes, "Baby almost every movie sucks to you... 98% of all movies in fact..." She shrugged, "it's not my fault that they suck..." I looked at her, "if they were to turn my book into a movie, would you watch it?" I was really nervous about this question. I watched as she chewed and then swallowed her food, "want me to be honest?" I nodded, "please..." She sighed, "UNTITLED... I'd definitely watch.. the book is beautiful.. you just need to end it.." I furrowed my brows at her, "what? What do you mean..."

"No no, the book's name is The Notebook. Ryan Gosling is in the film. I like him" Her smile turned dreamy. "Oh, so the book has a movie too. Why haven't I watched this movie yet? The words of it sound meaningful" I went into thinking of when was the last time I watched a movie! "You are always busy, Ali. Remember my movie treat is remaining." She shrugged. "Some other day. Now go to sleep" I yawned feeling tired, emotionally, and physically too. "Okayyyyy," She said dramatically and kept the iPad on the desk.

grabbing the offered books to me, the book on top was entitled ‘Fifty Shades of Grey. “Just read it,” Karen mumbled. I’ve been wondering why this book was always out of stock since I started working here, but never got the chance to buy or read it. Karen kept talking about the said book while I stuffed it inside a paper bag. My eyes kept going back to where Ace was since girl number eleven managed to get Ace talking with her. They seemed to be enjoying their time, and I felt this squeeze in my heart while seeing Ace smile at her. “… the movie based on that novel is good as well. You have to see it,” Karen’s blabbering was never ending.

And beside the girl is what looks like a red picnic cloth, with neatly folded man’s clothes and shoes on top of it. I read through 269 pages of the book. I have watched the movie like years ago, and I honestly think movies often tell the story a little differently as compared to the book version. Just like Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember, the story is somehow dissimilar as compared to Mandy Moore’s movie version of the book.

I don’t want to spend my time watching a trashy series. Then there was the book to movie adaptations. I would’ve wanted to watch them but not until I read those books. There’s an exciting feeling when you know that the book you just read was already adapted into a movie. And I don’t particularly appreciate reading books after I watch movies. I already got the story and I’m only hating it if the stories are different from one another. After minutes of deliberation, I finally picked a murder mystery movie about a group of teenagers killed one by one in their outing. The premise was absurd.