When I saw the movie in theaters I went by myself, I had to. Long story short on why is I was somewhere alone with nothing to do all day. I sat through the movie with a stack of napkins prepared. I cried and was so happy I was alone despite the funny stares from the couple of ladies sitting in front of me. There was even preemptive crying. I knew exactly what was going to happen next.
The problem with changing the ending of a story in such way it ruins what the original story was trying to say. Instead of one meaningful ending Hollywood tried to stamp over it with their version. That isn't what the story was about. I for one believe that this change made what I felt the author wanted to say get lost. I may be wrong in my thinking, I am not the author nor have I met her and chatted with her about this story, but I didn't get the same reaction, the same moral if you will from the movie as I did the book.
That said, there have been wonderful transfers of book to movie so I can't hate Hollywood completely...yet.
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