Oh, Green Dolphin Country was the one I had for ages and didn't read; the other was one I had for less time and didn't read (for the same reason, though.) I didn't know any of them had been filmed.
It's the only one of her adult novels that I know to have been! I wrote minimally about it in 2016. The Little White Horse was read by Daphne Slater for Jackanory in 1967, dramatized as a miniseries by the BBC in 1994, and filmed in 2009. I have no information about the fidelity of any of these versions to their novel, although since the miniseries contains Jean Anderson, Iain Cuthbertson, Philip Madoc, and Miriam Margolyes, I am biased in the direction of hoping it doesn't suck. That's it. I'm not sure why none of the others. Linnets and Valerians would also have adapted just fine as a serial. (It's set in Edwardian-era Devonshire! It stars four chaotic siblings and several eccentric adults! It's full of black and white folk magic! There are mysteries to solve! There's an apparition of Pan! It should have been a shoo-in in the '70's.)
I can't remember why now, but I know that I agreed with this, enough that I couldn't, in the end, even keep The Bird in the Tree, which I had loved until that one spoiled things.
I'm so sorry. I never actually read the other Eliot novels, so was spared the contamination. *hugs*
I don't recognise that title at all, but I definitely had the same reaction to one of them! Or, indeed, to any book that had titles suggesting magic and then didn't deliver. False advertising and worse!
You get it! It took me a long time to come to terms with any book whose dragon in the title turned out to be a metaphor.
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It's the only one of her adult novels that I know to have been! I wrote minimally about it in 2016. The Little White Horse was read by Daphne Slater for Jackanory in 1967, dramatized as a miniseries by the BBC in 1994, and filmed in 2009. I have no information about the fidelity of any of these versions to their novel, although since the miniseries contains Jean Anderson, Iain Cuthbertson, Philip Madoc, and Miriam Margolyes, I am biased in the direction of hoping it doesn't suck. That's it. I'm not sure why none of the others. Linnets and Valerians would also have adapted just fine as a serial. (It's set in Edwardian-era Devonshire! It stars four chaotic siblings and several eccentric adults! It's full of black and white folk magic! There are mysteries to solve! There's an apparition of Pan! It should have been a shoo-in in the '70's.)
I can't remember why now, but I know that I agreed with this, enough that I couldn't, in the end, even keep The Bird in the Tree, which I had loved until that one spoiled things.
I'm so sorry. I never actually read the other Eliot novels, so was spared the contamination. *hugs*
I don't recognise that title at all, but I definitely had the same reaction to one of them! Or, indeed, to any book that had titles suggesting magic and then didn't deliver. False advertising and worse!
You get it! It took me a long time to come to terms with any book whose dragon in the title turned out to be a metaphor.