The Glory and Loyalty of Fans of the Originals

Elenora 2022-03-19 09:01:04

It's almost a logical causal cycle of reading the original novel -- expecting the movie version -- and then relentlessly demeaning the finished product. There is no other argument that can be more confident and full of complaints than the "read the original novel", as if it is an inviolable right. Its subtext is, "I know the story better than you, no doubt", "I'm an expert on this drama", "I watched it come out and waited almost 18 months for its release", "And your The mere hour and a half of popcorn corresponds to that, and the book I gnawed and read was at least as thick as a brick and smashed you half to death”—what! Do you really understand the story?

Combining my daily reading habits, I haven't caught too much glory as a fan of the original book - I mostly think the movie is great, and then don't bother to care about the original book (the most essential spoilers are exposed, is there any point in reading? ?), or thought the film was terrible and didn't bother to care about the original. butYet another rare thing I was able to mention here. It gave me the power to worship a novel with enthusiasm, and then give its movie a 6.0, and say it's all about the face of the original.

I remember listening to the recommendation in "Light Music" when I was in college, and bought this "Love Breaking Ranking" with an unusually vulgar Chinese translation, and it was highlighted in bright pink. To be honest, I was embarrassed to let my friends see it, so I often read Upside down in the bookshelf. I scrolled back and forth through this book three times. The first time I was busy searching for songs, the second time I started to write in circles. There were too many bitter jokes, and I couldn’t bear to just turn the pages.

As for the movie - I'd rather this movie wasn't made. From the first minute of opening, the picture feels wrong - John Cusack stares blankly at the camera, reading the famous lines from the book, and paying tribute to the original author Nick Hornby. The director was quite satisfied with this performance. Every five minutes, Rob turned his head to focus on the camera to give an off-line monologue. I said can't you use a voice-over, do something meaningful with Rob in the picture, instead of witty facing the audience and approximating it endlessly.

The image of the heroine is also to my taste, fresh and capable, and has a sense of intimacy that is hard to let go. Although Jack Black is very close to the character prototype in temperament, his true performance makes this character too natural. The image of Dick and the folk singer has changed a lot, and it's not a big problem. John Cusack is not only the star, but also participated in the production and screenwriting across the board. He has put the original work on the screen by himself. It can be seen that he is definitely a die-hard fan of Hornby. Fans, on the other hand, are often known for being uncool. They are overconfident in what they understand, thinking that by showing the famous quotes in the book in order, half the story will be successful. This will only make more and more top-notch good books instantly turn into original works that are "too lazy to pay attention to".


"The rest of the night is like the end of the movie. All the show crews are dancing..."

The ending in Hornby's novel was quite unequivocal.

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High Fidelity quotes

  • Rob: Some people never got over Vietnam or the night their band opened for Nirvana. I guess I never got over Charlie.

  • Barry: Hey, it's half past a monkey's ass, let's go.

    Dick: Oh, I can't meet you guys at the club tonight.

    Barry: Why?

    [Dick smiles]

    Barry: Who are you going to see?

    Dick: [grins bashfully] Nobody.

    Barry: Rob! Loooky-looky! Dick, are you gettin' some?

    [Dick pauses]

    Barry: Oh-ho-ho! Un-fucking-believable! Dick's got a hot date! How did this happen, Dick? What rational explanation can there possibly be? What's her name?

    Dick: Anaugh.

    Barry: Anna? Anaconda?

    Dick: Anaugh Moss.

    Barry: [laughing] Anna M-ha-ha-oss? Is she all green and fuzzy and mossy? And you met this bruiser where exactly? The home for the mentally challenged or the blind or the bus station?

    Dick: Um, here. She asked me about the new Green Day album, and I told her...

    Barry: Oh, man, finally! *Anna!* That's great, Dick! Really! Smoke that ass!