m and i went to see the reader last night. i liked it more than he did, being somewhat more willing to forgive the movie's poetic license in several spots (i won't go into that too much, for fear of giving the entire plot away). what i liked about it was the first half, in particular the lovely and revealing (and not just cause they're quite naked a lot of the time) performances by both kate winslet and the young german actor david kross. i just liked watching them, even if i had to ignore some plot points i didn't quite believe. i think this salon review gets much of it exactly right.
also, i was ridiculously distracted by the dirty state of the kate winslet character's bathtub.
My main thought after seeing The Reader was: that just goes to show how completely superior books are to movies in every single possible way!
did you read the book?
Yeah, a couple of years ago.
i'd like to read it. i still don't think i'll believe that she would...you know, in order to hide the fact that...well, you know.
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