The Movie Was Better Than The Book Novels & Stories

Sometimes, I notice that I'm also becoming a little stupid without realizing it. "Ah, because I read a story in a book. This is how the story is described." I just answered him. I'm not lying because Breaking Dawn is a book, it was made into a show. I had a book that I bought at the book sale because the new one was too expensive so I bought it secondhand. It's still the same, and there's no difference. The only difference is that the ones in Fully Book and NBS are set with a case. "Tell me about this story." He looked at me as if he was interested in the story I read. I didn't blink at him because he was behind me so I wasn't sure of his expression. Whether it's smiling or still blank.

When he left the room Mom asked, "Did you have fun at the movies?" "It was amazing. The special effects were unbelievable." I'd quickly scanned through the movie on his tablet on the ride home so I'd have some idea what to say if she asked. "It sucked that they only covered the first part of the book. We'll have to wait a year to see the next part."

He wouldn't hurt her, wouldn't exploit her. Eventually, the explosions on the screen drew her in, and she forgot about it. When the movie ended, Matthew drove her back home. They discussed their favorite parts of the film, and both agreed that while the characters were engaging, the CGI was at places subpar. Matthew pulled up to the curb in front of the house and put the car in park. He could tell his sister was preoccupied, watching her gazing pensively out the window. "You okay?" he asked, turning down the music.

“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?”

Now, we were stuck watching a movie that was so bad, I was questioning my entire existence. I sighed, leaning back in my seat, my eyes narrowing at the screen. “Yeah… this movie sucks,” I muttered under my breath. I wasn’t even sure why I had expected it to be good. They say they don’t judge a book by its cover; well, I guess that applied to movies, too, because the poster had looked promising. But what I was watching now? A complete disaster. The plot made no sense, the characters were flat, and the dialogue was painful to sit through.

“But I’d like it off you too.” I froze. “Excuse me?” He laughed. “Your makeup. Like… later. After the date. When you wash it off. Relax, you perv.” I punched him lightly in the arm, cheeks burning. But my stomach was doing flips. I couldn’t tell if I was embarrassed or thrilled. Probably both. The movie was… fine. I mean, it was good. Angelina Jolie was terrifying and gorgeous and powerful. But I barely remember half of it. My arm was touching his the entire time. And every second I didn’t look at the screen, I was looking at his profile in the dark.

(Thomas) As the cartoon movie began to play, I felt the strangest sense of déjà vu. I felt as though I had read the book that this movie was adapted from. My mind flashed back to a little hardback in baby blue with golden stars. Yes, I definitely know this story. I leaned towards Jack, who was seated on my right. “Have we watched this movie before?” I whispered to him. He chuckled slightly before he responded, “Of course, Thomas. This is one of Lydia’s all-time favorites – book and movie both!”

“We are still halfway to the end, but I got a strong feeling that it will not be a happy ending.” I smirked. In A Walk To Remember by Nicholas Sparks, when Jamie’s illness was revealed, it was quite obvious that it wouldn't be a happy ending. I learned about the movie first but I also read the book later on. I like movies, but I don’t know why I feel a lot more connection with the characters in the book and understand the emotions better. I guess maybe it is because in the book, you can read the characters’ emotions and thoughts through the lines. But I guess it’s not for everyone since there are also people who prefer to watch movies rather than just read books.

I excitedly asked and the officer looked at me with a raised eyebrow probably wondering why the girl who was begging a few seconds ago looked so excited. "Yeah what about it?" he asked unsure. "Oh my goes I love it! Have you watched the original movie? It is way Cooler." I excitedly gushed out sitting in front of him. He seemed to light up a bit "Yeah I've watched the movie and honestly I think the book is way better although I am a Huge fan of the Salvadores twins, those guys are the best! I could do anything to meet them." "Really?" I asked excitedly.

We finally entered the bookstore and I let go of his arm. “A-ahm, I don’t want to huddle there” I answered sparingly. A book caught my attention and I was amazed that they are selling this book. “Gosh! My favorite series!” I get the Twilight book. Gio followed me and observed the book as well. “I’ve already watched it” He bragged. I narrowed an eye at him. “Book version is still the best. The feels and emotions are there when you’re reading it” I answered. “But the movie adaptations are easy to understand since you don’t need to use your imagination anymore,” He said frankly.