Freelance writer/ PR, based in Melbourne, cat lover and a passion for words, travel, tea and wine
Published September 3rd 2011
Warning: contains some spoilers. Do not read if you don't want to know what happens.
On my recent trip to Europe, I stopped in at the airport bookshop and browsed through all the top sellers. One of the books that caught my eye was One Day by David Nicholls but I already had a book, so thought I'd wait until the return trip.
I was eager to purchase One Day on the way back and was hugely disappointed when all the bookstores and newsagents were sold out. Not one single copy was left.
When I looked at the movie session times this afternoon and saw One Day listed I suddenly understood the book's sudden scarcity. It seemed that One Day, published only a couple of years ago had already been made into a movie starring Anne Hathaway.
I love Anne's films and I was also suddenly pleased that I had not read the book and would watch the film with a fresh pair of eyes.
Within the first twenty minutes, however, I started wishing I'd read the book instead, AND that they hadn't turned it into a movie at all, AND that Anne Hathaway wasn't starring.
The girl was clearly in love with the boy, but the boy was a complete wanker for most of the film. It was all so cliché for me and when the boy developed alcohol and drug addictions related to his career in television and the humble and dowdy writer/school teacher girl told him that she would always love him but no longer liked him, I wanted to poke my finger in my eye.
That same urge returned, when the boy finally got over the partying stage of his life, realised that the girl was his soul mate and came running back to her. Of course she took him and they lived happily ever after…
The story is rubbish, there was nothing original or interesting about it. I can only hope that the book is well written and received literary praise and therefore got interest from Hollywood.
I also like Anne considerably less than I did. But I will admit that I cried on more than three different occasions, but I'm a giant sook so that doesn't count for much.