Movie rendition review: As books go I liked The Host. I thought Stephenie Meyer did a much better job with writing this one then she did with Twilight (though I do probably enjoy that story line a little better). As movies go though (just as with all books made into movies), I found it dismal. In comparison to other book-movies I thought they did a decent job of leaving out the right parts and changing and condensing where needed. If you haven't already seen it and were wanting to then I would recommend waiting until it comes out on DVD (though I know if someone had said the same thing to me I doubt I could have resisted seeing it in theaters). It is worth seeing if you have read the book (I always have to watch movies of books I have read) though not worth seeing in theaters. A lot of things are hard to convey as so much goes on inside Wanda's/ Melanie's head. One bonus though, she has my name! And I would like to believe that if anything of the likes ever did happen to us I would be just as strong as the Melanie in this story.
Words (from Stephenie Meyer, The Host):
"This love was tricky; it had no hard-and-fast rules- it might be given freely, or earned through time and hard work, or completely and heartbreakingly unattainable."
- Love? I am not really sure if I like that word. This description of it though is fitting. Love takes on so many forms. It is never and has never been what they lead us to believe when they read us fairy tales as children. There are so many examples of people that I can think of who fit each category. Sometimes those thoughts are bittersweet and sometimes they just are the way they are no matter how much we think we might be able to do to change them. Where do the people you love fit in?
"Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale."
- I have often felt this way but I like to think of the pain of certain situations as instances that help to make us stronger. If anything I think pain helps us appreciate joy just a bit more than we would if we didn't have the memory of pain to remind us of what is good.
"There was no bond greater than one that required your life for anothers."
- I think this takes on a different meaning for everyone. It strikes me now to think of the amount of people that I feel like I would give my life for. I would like to think that I could give my life for anyone but I also know that is probably not true either. I don't think I am selfless enough for that. So what makes someones life more important than our own and how do we fully understand the distinction between a relationship that would mean giving all and one that doesn't?