Popcorn

I have always been more of a book person than a movie person. My husband, on the flipside, is a HUGE movie buff. Because he is also 8 years older than I am, it is a common thing between us for him to mention a movie that came out before I was old enough to be exposed to it, and not get the reference. He gives me this horrified look like “Oh My God, you poor child. We must expose you.”

I’ve had many friends like this, who have made it their mission to expose me to movies that I JUST HAVE TO SEE. *Meh* I’d rather read the book, more often than not.

Don’t get me wrong, I love movies. But I generally don’t go out of my way to see them, especially with theater prices so completely gouged. I do agree with my husband that it is very sad to see Blockbuster and other movie “stores” go out of business, because it is much harder to rent old movies now. Netflix just doesn’t cut it most of the time.

And when it comes to watching a movie…please douse my popcorn in butter. The more the better. That bag better be greasy. That’s why God made napkins, right?

Here’s a few of the big hit movie books we had on our shelves. Interestingly enough, there seems to be a theme in the color scheme. Also…these are all Hubster’s books, no surprise there. He told me this year that I absolutely HAD to read HFRO, and while I liked it, it wasn’t totally my thing. The movie was definitely better.

 

 

What’s your favorite book to movie adaptation?

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Favorite Last Line

It was really good to spend some time with my book collection on Saturday. And yes, I really did go through every single one to find my favorite First Line, Dedication, and Last Line. I even reorganized my shelves to make room for the new ones I’ve recently acquired. I pulled out the books I haven’t read yet  and gave those a shelf of their own. I did leave the multitudes of John Grisham, Tom Clancy, and Stephen King, along with several sports and political books, that belong to my husband. Those may get read eventually, but they are not high on my To Read list for now. OK…I do want to read the Stephen Kings. But those pretty much have a shelf of their own as it is!

I had a few contenders to this category at first. And then I got to Thomas Harris. And he just wins everything. When it comes to shock factor, creep factor, and just down right leaving an impression, you really just can’t beat Thomas Harris.

And that’s really the whole point of a last line, right? Especially when there’s going to be another book. Look at this. *shudder*

 

 

After I read that, all the other pictures I had taken of last lines got deleted. If watching Hannibal hadn’t made me want to go back and reread the trilogy…that last line did. Man, oh, Man, Mr. Harris. You give me nightmares, in the absolute best way possible. (Is that weird? That might be a bit weird…)