Hi my bloggies. Hope you had a fabulous weekend. Mine was amazing! I can’t say any more than that because it’s a very sentimental topic for me lately. UGH. ANYWAY. I finished The Silver Linings Playbook about a week ago. After seeing that it was the June pick for Literary Junkies, I decided to check it out. Normally I will always try to read the book before seeing the movie, so this was an interesting switch because I’ve seen the movie twice and am in love with both B. Cooper and Jennifer Lawrence (don’t you just want to be her?). Welp, it’s not something I advise. If you guys haven’t seen the movie, the story centers around a mentally ill patient who is intent on winning back his ex-wife. His mom takes him out of the mental hospital and brings him home to Philadelphia and their kooky, Eagles-obsessed family. Through his best friend, he meets Tiffany, who is also in therapy. The friendship that follows is as quirky as it is lovable as Tiffany recruits Pat to dance with her in an upcoming showcase.
Reading the book first allows you to picture the story on your own before seeing others’ interpretations of it, which is something I really enjoy. I was constantly comparing the two, which detracted from the read a bit, and had a hard time distinguishing the characters outside of their movie portrayals (ex: in the movie, Tiffany’s wardrobe is quite emo whereas the book describes her as wearing pink tracksuits—WHAT). It wasn’t all terrible, though. There were bits of humor and I loved the Eagles trivia/obsession threaded throughout. The plots are quite different, so it was interesting to see the original work, but overall nothing special in my opinion. I never thought I’d say this, but I actually liked the movie better.
What I did love was this quote: “Like a solo car ride that takes all night but feels like a lifetime. Watching all those highway dashes flying by at seventy miles an hour, your eyes becoming lazy slits and your mind wandering over the memory of a whole lifetime—past and future, childhood memories to thoughts of your own death—until the numbers on the dashboard clock do not mean anything anymore. And then the sun comes up and you get to your destination and the ride becomes the thing that is no longer real, because that surreal feeling has vanished and time has become meaningful again.”
Reviews on The Bling Ring and The Moon and More coming soon!