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Movie was an excellent adaptation of the book..


..just got done watching the movie on TV Ontario's Saturday Night
at the Movies.

I read the book about 8 months back.


Gotta say they really nailed this one. I thought it would be a near-impossible
film to turn into a movie, but George Roy Hill really did the job.


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Wow, I couldn't disagree more. Book was great; movie was dreadful.

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It's true that Vonnegut reviving his own experiences and his persistent explanations and discourses are crucial to Slaughterhouse-Five, which are eliminated completely in this film. It's almost a novel within a biography. "So it goes", The Children's Crusade, Billy watching a war movie backwards, what seeing the fourth dimension is like are gone - and, to put it simply, "it's not the same". The one original concept that remains is coming unstuck in time, which is handled predictably through cross-cutting and overlapping voiceovers.
I'm not saying that I loved the book, my favourite Vonnegut novel is Breakfast of Champions, a different matter altogether. I wouldn't call the film a failure period because it was well-filmed; there were beautiful shots of Prague standing in for Dresden, the acting was decent, and I actually liked the added bits and changes, the silly gigantic highway crash included.
The worst part is how trite and unoriginal the film feels without Vonnegut's influence, even though the plot is generally taken from the novel. The novel interested me more because of the ideas like those mentioned above than the characters or the story, and when these ideas are taken out, there's not much except for a fairly intriguing sci-fi/anti-war story. I just didn't get as much out of it.

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Breakfast of Champions is also my favorite Vonnegut book, and possibly my favorite book of all time. Have you seen the movie with Bruce Willis?

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No and I would rather not.
What I loved about Breakfast of Champions was how the narrative would often trail off into short character sketches, anecdotes, amateur illustrations, plots for novels and short stories, reflections from Vonnegut on American history, childhood rhymes, family, fatalism, mental illness, suicide, abstract art, and other things I can't remember well.
The novel felt like an animated mental mapping of this one brilliant, idiosyncratic writer. It relies heavily on Vonnegut's voice, even his presence. As the self-concious author overlooking Midland City, a morally rotting world hidden within our own, he personifies the indifferent god of his ideology and pontificates about his place within the general malaise of modern America - with clever dark humour and humanism of course.

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