Almost always the book is better than the movie, even when the movie is pretty good.
Princess Bride. Fantastic movie. Even better book.
Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of Nimh. Book = awesome. Movie = suck.
The list here is pretty well endless…
Sometimes the movie is better than the book… this is especially true with messed up children’s classics.
Peter Pan. Messed up book. Seriously messed up. And the opposite of feminist. Blech. Always with an underlying creepiness. The movie isn’t much better in terms of feminism, but the creepiness is mostly gone. Peter Pan isn’t so thoughtless… he doesn’t almost lose the children on the way to Neverland in the movie. Tink doesn’t almost kill Wendy in the movie.
Pinocchio. Similarly messed up and creepy. The movie doesn’t bank you over the head quite so much.
Mary Poppins. (I wouldn’t say the movie is better, but it is certainly different!) No way could sweet Julie Andrews play the Mary Poppins from the book. They’re very different stories… somehow the movie omits the lady whose fingers turn into candy when she breaks them off her hands. Among many other things.
The 39 Steps. (Not a children’s book!) What can I say, I’m a sucker for romance. And you know, the existence of female characters (of which the movie has several, swapping genders of book characters). Also, the movie keeps what is charming about the British colonial period (Cricket…) and jettisons what is not (antisemitism, etc.)
Rebecca. You may disagree, but the book is so dark and so depressing. The movie is all that, but adds some hope! Some reason to actually care about the main characters. I like that.
Can you think of any books that were made into movies where the movie was better? Or where the book was crazy better? Or where you loved the movie and were then blown away by the book?