"The sun had never seemed so bright, nor the day so full of promise."
On Friday, I finished reading Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier. It was so gothic and brooding-- a mystery/pseudo-ghost story that really kept me guessing.
Then this weekend, Nathan and I watched the film version directed by Hitchcock.
It was good, but I must admit that I was a little disappointed. I definitely prefer the book. (I'd have to recommend reading Rebecca, but maybe watching a different Hitchcock film like Vertigo, North by Northwest, or Rear Window.)
Isn't it always that way? Which of your favorite titles were made into films that just didn't live up to the book?