So I picked up another small stack of rental movies on Saturday, and (miraculously) managed to watch two of them over the weekend: Coraline and Inkheart. Both of them are movie adaptations of Kid/Young Adult fantasy books.
Coraline was just a lovely, charming piece of work. It’s hard to explain the Gaiman Factor to someone who doesn’t know Neil Gaiman’s work, but Coraline manages to be simultaneously very endearing and very creepy at the same time. It’s a stop-motion animation flick, and the way I explained the movie to Robin was “sort of like ‘Tim Burton does Alice in Wonderland’.” I think this one’s bound to be a classic, and I’ll be buying a copy for our DVD library. (The kids won’t get to watch it until they’re a little older, though.)
I liked Inkheart, too, because I love books, and it’s hard to see how you can completely dislike the movie if you love books. The concept behind the Inkheart books revolves around the power of the written word, and that of the storyteller and –reader. (The story is about a guy who can read characters and things out of books by reading out loud from them.) This one got more mixed reviews than Coraline, and it didn’t quite live up to the potential of the source material, but it was original and fun nonetheless, and I wouldn’t have felt cheated if I had gone to see it in the theater.
So there you have it: Coraline—Must Buy Own Copy rating, Inkheart—Safe Rental rating.