I think that Jonathan Safran Foer knows that sad and beautiful are connected.
But Hollywood doesn’t, and never will. In Hollywood a story either starts of sad and gets happy or starts of happy, gets sad, and then gets REVENGE. The idea of a sad movie with nuanced elements of hope and inspiration just doesn’t exist. “A ‘sad movie’ you say? But Ted, who’d want to be sad? No, let’s do the other one. The one where the educated white person helps the uneducated black people.” So Jonathan Safran Foer’s stories, and all stories like his, cannot be translated to film unless they’re made independently by individuals that share his vision. Otherwise everything he makes will be shown in an ‘uplifting’ light that completely waters down the narrative. I know it sounds crazy to be reviewing a movie that I haven’t seen, but I’m fucking right. The trailer told me I’m right. U2 told me I’m right. I mean, I’m sure it may be an incredible film but it won’t be an incredible adaptation.
Prove me wrong Hollywood. Prove me wrong.
