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Top ten book-to-movies I still need to watch


I can never have enough time for both books and movies in a day. For obvious reasons (not obvious to me though), I am constantly having to categorise and prioritise my free time. Its hardly unimaginable thus, that when books get converted into movies, it gets quite difficult to keep pace with both. I am left with a shamefully long list of movies I have put off for the simple and highly pertinent reason that the book-version is yet to be touched. Thanks to the The Top Tuesday feature hosted by The Broke and the Bookish, I get to put a tentative number to my ignominy:

1. Pride and Prejudice: Well, yeah. I haven't read it yet. Please don't judge me. Yet.

2. Divergent series: I've had it up to here with YA novels. Most of them are actually nice, but I'm so done with having to nurse a bruised and battered heart every time. The only plus are the leading ladies, which make me feel utterly useless and super-inspired simultaneouly. 

3. Eat, Pray, Love: I like Julia Roberts and I really wanted to see the movie, but then I heard that it wasn't really that great and more importantly, it was based on a book, that I hadn't yet read. Out it went from my movie-wishlist.

4. Memoirs of a Geisha: I began with the book a long time back and got side-tracked by The Caine Mutiny, and well, you know how I feel about that book.

5. P.S. I Love You: I'm not one for romantic novels, especially ones that make me weep. But everyone raves about this one and I feel a little like a fool not having read or seen it. (S is actually aghast that I know nothing about it).

6. The Life of Pi: Nope. I know I should probably stop broadcasting my ignorance  right away.

7. Midnight's Children: I have a lot of people to blame for this one. I embarked on this book on several occasions, only to leave after a few pages when people scared me into believing that its incredibly difficult to hang on to. And then the movie was out and I was yet to read the book.

8.  The Help: The story screams read me RIGHT NOW ! Which is why I've left the movie alone for later.

9. The Perks of Being a Wallflower: After my best friend put me off the book by claiming it to be super-depressing, I'm having trouble embarking on the book. But I want to see the movie so bad; after all Emma Watson...

10.The Fault in Our Stars: Same category as above ! I know its John Green and all, but c'mon, I passed out for good after HMS Ulysses and I can tell you it feels horrible when charming characters die.

So there goes. I'm pretty sure there are countless more that I know nothing about, and that does make me uncomfortable. But its going to be a pleasant journey of discovery, and that makes me very happy !

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