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Hitchhikers

Just saw Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy.

Overall a good movie.

I can see why some people are unhappy with it, but you just have to remember one very important thing: You are watching Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy: The Movie. The radio play was different to the book which in turn was different to the TV series. All of these are different again to the movie.

I think it worked. I enjoyed it. I will be buying it on Dvd at a later stage.

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ozisim
Apr. 28th, 2005 09:00 am (UTC)
Nods.
I think that they adapted it from a Aural meduim into a Visual medium very well.
It was never going to work as a movie if they had stayed too close to the Radio script. Cinema pace is different. A picture sometimes really DOES say 1000 words.
Also, props to Lucasfilm for doing the lightsabre visual and sound effects... *applauds*
greenglowgrrl
Apr. 28th, 2005 01:58 pm (UTC)
Difd you get a Free Towel?
halloranelder
Apr. 28th, 2005 08:17 pm (UTC)
No, I'm afraid not.

I was going to take my own towel, but considering the chaos that is my place I couldn't remember where all my towels were! :)
madilayn
Apr. 28th, 2005 06:06 pm (UTC)
Cool. Makes me happy about going to see it at some point soon.
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