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[thewingedword]

Just watched Howl's Moving Castle. Visually, it was a very beautiful movie. The characters were fun and interesting! I am maybe in love with the fire a little bit, it's the cutest thing I've ever seen. I am definitely in love with Howl, because see, he throws an emo tantrum and his hair turns black. Sophie is very amusing with the "I'm old! Ah, well, at least I already dressed like an old woman, this works out perfectly!"

Plot-ly... let's not go there. It was lighthearted entertainment and I am *not* going to nitpick all the things that were never explained, i.e. Sophie's age fluctuations, Howl's sporadic Keats-ian obsession with beauty, why having his heart eaten by a wisecracking blob of energy would make a man turn into a giant bird, &c.

It was a pretty movie. Now I shall read the book and get the plot! And then I can shove them together in my head and it will be an ill fit but it will make me happy.
ETA: Oh, fuck it, I'll embed video tomorrow. Too late for LJ's issues tonight.

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[provetheworst.livejournal.com]

let it be known that the plot of the movie has very little to do with that of the book

[kitaloon.livejournal.com]

So I gathered from Wikipedia. The movie seemed to treat plot as some fascinatingly flexible medium, like play-doh, which they could contort as they wished for the purpose of a visually appealing result.

What can I say, they succeeded. I am, however, still wanting to read the book, because Diana Wynne Jones rocks and the Chronicles of Chrestomanci are still some of my favorite comfort-food reading.

[my_daroga]

I adore DWJ, and Miyazaki, and I was v. disappointed w/ the movie. We should talk books sometime.

[kitaloon.livejournal.com]

We have The Chronicles of Chrestomanci in two volumes, one of them all wrinkly from when I dropped it in the bath (gasp!) many years ago, and I re-read them all the time. The movie was visually very lovely, but somewhat deficient in plot and continuity. Sigh.

We should! I should post a picture of my bookshelf, and my other bookshelf, and the stacks of books, and my parents' bookshelves, and the other stack of books on the bench of the broken organ. Or maybe just one of the above. Anyways, it would give you an idea of the books I prize enough to keep.