Sundays at Tiffany's

Movie: 4/5 stars
Book: 2/5 stars

I saw Sundays at Tiffany's a few days ago, and absolutely-freakin'-adorable totally sums up the movie.
The love story was beautiful, and properly fleshed out. We knew how and why the characters feel the way they do- it definitely was not a love-at-first-sex/sight sorta thing, which I really liked. Also the way that love was shown depended on actual actions.
It was brilliant and if you love romance with a tinge of magic? Just the movie for you.

Then, as I was reading the back cover, I realized... it was a book adaptation!
Well, you know I have thing for good books right?
So obviously I went out and bought it.

The book however, is totally different from the book.
The book has its own charm, but it kinda sucks. I mean- okay, it was nice and adorable in its own way. But the movie pulled off Michael and Jane's look in such a wonderful way. The book however just.. meh.

First of all, the stories are completely different.
That being said, here is a review of the book:

As a little girl, Jane has no one. Her mother Vivienne Margaux, the powerful head of a major New York theater company has no time for her. But she does have one friend--Michael--and no one can see him but her. But Michael can't stay with Jane forever, and on her eighth birthday, her imaginary friend must leave her. 
When Jane is in her thirties, working for her mother's company, she is just as alone as she was as a child. Her boyfriend hardly knows she's there and is more interested in what Vivienne can do for his career. Her mother practically treats her as a slave in the office, despite the great success of Jane's first play, "Thank Heaven." Then she finds Michael--handsome, and just the same as she remembers him, only now he's not imaginary. For once in her life, Jane is happy--and has someone who loves her back. But not even Michael knows the reason behind why they've really been reunited.


The book is literally the summary, with only twist thrown in the end  and Hugh- her evil ex, to show how Jane is such a poor-lil-girl.
The thing I totally and utterly disliked was how Michael was written in third person, but Jane was written in first person- with alternating chapters.
I would have liked to have a total look inside Michael's head too please! The 3rd person made him less realistic, and a bit robotic.
And their love! It was horrendous and total instant-love- the kind which has no developments and is just 'omg i luv hym and i dunno y he is so h@wt!!1'. Michael's personality was zero- even though their were whole chapters on him. 


The whole book was, basically a disappointment. I had bought it with high hopes- trust me when I say, the movie was BRILLIANT. 


So lovers of that warm gooey feeling at the end of a fulfilling love story? Please watch the movie asap. The book, however, can be skipped.


xx


CLG