I read one of the most wonderful books. I did not want it to end.
There’s a movie based on it, which I had already seen.
Donald Sutherland was largely responsible for that.
He read the book twice in two days, and gives it high praise.
Well deserved high praise.
But since he loved it so much, and I liked the movie, I purchased a copy.
I will begin reading it a second time very soon.
At least half the pages had something to make me smile.
My favorite part, though, was where Captain Johnson engages in what I call “weaponized infodumping.”
The movie hits all the most important points.
There is, however, so much more to the book.
Things that can’t, or cannot satisfactorily, be translated to screen.
And some things which are ratings based limitations.
It’s a children’s book, but there are some dark things within.
I quite literally put off finishing this book simply because I could not bear the thought of it ending.
The ending is good. Wraps up actual loose ends.
Just left me wanting the adventure to continue.
And now I am just kinda sad.
Which is one reason I’ll be restarting it.
But I think I also need a hug.
And the person who would be best suited to help would be the person whose fault it is
And he doesn’t even know I exist.
So…
