There are movies that have SO little to do with the book I can love them on their own, like Bladerunner (THE ORIGINAL) and American Psycho and The Big Sleep (IIRC, and does that also cover Maltese Falcon?) and Wizard of Oz and so on. And faithful renditions like Lean's Great Expectations and Babette's Feast and To Kill a Mockingbird and Howards End. (And every "Masterpiece Theatre" imported BBC adaptation from the seventies and eighties.) And then there's great adaptations that even add depth to the book, like Shawshank Redemption and Brokeback Mountain and Godfather and Silence of the Lambs and Jaws.* But people learned long ago they can get some cheap and apparently quality entertainment by sitting me in front of a Jane Eyre adaptation and watching me freak out. "THAT'S NOT IN THE BOOK, THEY LEFT THAT OUT, THEY TRANSPOSED THAT SCENE, THEY CUT THAT LINE -- "

(T also refused to watch Shakespeare adaptations with me for a while, but I got better about that.)


*And then there's also adaptations that sit in a kind of uneasy intersection but I love them anyway, like Lee's Sense & Sensibility and Princess Bride and Room with a View and Virgin Suicides and Girl with the Dragon Tattoo and Trainspotting and Ryder's Little Women and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, where the adaptations are pretty faithful but also really different in some crucial underpinning details. I love them, but they're also the kind of adaptations that people can go to the books afterwards and be all "WTF?"

(See also, every adaptation of Lolita ever. She's not a seductress! She's not conscious about it! -- BUT ANYWAY)