
I finished reading this book this morning, and then proceeded to watch the movie. I had a lot of trouble reading the book because it was so slow. The momentum would build and build and then it would just stop. I did love the characters. They were so well constructed and solid, and they were what really kept me reading. I’d heard such good things about the novel, but while I was reading it I just couldn’t find the magic. BUT THEN THE END. The end just made it all worth it and I was sobbing. There are things that happen that are completely unexpected and woah, and they did feel a little rushed (last 30 pages), but worked so beautifully that it didn’t even matter. I do feel like I connected more with the idea of the characters and the events surrounding them than I did with McEwan’s style and choices. The story definitely takes over, so I’m not entirely sure how much I actually like the author. I will try some of his other books, but if this is supposed to be his “masterpiece,” I’m not too sure how much I’ll like the rest.
I would absolutely recommend this book if you’ve got a solid chunk of time and some determination. I was completely exhausted when I started this book, so it took a lot of time to get through. Give it a chance and at least get through the first 120 pages and then you’ll be able to finish it. It really is worth the read.
I don’t often say this, but the movie was spot on. It was beautiful and haunting, and had that old, hazy, graceful feel that the book did. The casting was perfect and the score and screenplay were phenomenal. As bad as it sounds I feel like it was a lot more enjoyable than the book because it did move at such a pace. A lot of what I saw as unnecessary had been cut out and I think everything fit together so well. I am a bit biased because I do love all the actors in this movie (and the director), but there it is.