What could possibly be the most offensive book-to-screen effort of all time? That's right, turning The Little Prince into a 50+ episode animated series, video game, and 3D film. I am hoping this is some kind of hoax. And beginning to wonder if maybe I do wish I lived in the days before penicillin after all.
Dear Nathaniel, I am microwaving pie that Mom bought up in Oak Glen this week on her way home from the orthodontist. As I put it in the microwave, I was full of sadness that I was not in Oak Glen with her. Why did I not go? I was working. I want to see the trees turn. I want to wander slowly through autumnal gift shops. Under the water, you cannot sense the approach of the seasons. Even here it is difficult because, after all, it's California. But I can still sense it. After three seasons in Illinois and one in Scotland, it must be with me for good. Or at least for a while. Because I am all abuzz with eagerness for fall and winter, for turkeys and dried leaves and Santa. I should start cooking again this fall. Fall foods are my favorite. Baked squash dripping with melted butter and brown sugar, pumpkin soup... this year, if I have enough money, I will put together a holiday dinner for my friends. And we will drink Scandinavian mulled wine, which is the most wonderful thing I have e...
I don't understand how a book that is barely 100 pages can invoke a 50+ episode animated series. The Prince must spend a lot of time talking to that flower...
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