The inconsistent, contradictory ramblings of Scarlett the Harlot

So, I have a love/hate relationship with book-to-movie adaptations. Often, and we've discussed this before, I can flip a switch in my head so I can watch the movie as a separate entity. Although occasionally the movie is so awesomely bad (I'm looking at The Other Boelyn Girl and I'm very, very disappointed in one Miss Natty Portman) that I cannot get over the fact that they're two entirely different mediums. Sometimes, though, you get a movie that bases itself on a book, but carves it's own niche well enough that it stands alone. So that those who are avid fans of the book can watch the movie and enjoy it for what it is--a clever piece of escapist entertainment. That said, please ignore the fact that this movie came out LAST SUMMER and I'm horribly late with this review. But I watched the movie this weekend, I like it, this here's my journal, so ya'll can just deal.

Enter Blood and Chocolate. I will admit to two things here. One: when I was a teenager, I was an avid fan of the supernatural genres and I actually read Annette Kurtis Klaus' novel of the same name when I was, like, eleven and I've probably memorized whole portions--not to mention the obsessive crush I ha(d)ve on Gabriel. Two: when I heard the book was being made a movie, I cringed so hard I think my ears actually blinked.

However, I would like to point out something they did right, right off the bat. Here's the book's cover, which has been the same since it came out and which I really, genuinely love.



And here's the movie's poster:



Notice how the girls actually look alike? And that both of them look like AKK's descriptions? I was impressed. Even if the movie was produced by the bastards that did Underworld. Actually, if we learned anything from Underworld, we learned that just because a movie has a kickASS soundtrack, the movie can totally suck. So I was a bit trepiditious, even though they did good with the Vivian casting.