I wrote about my love of books long before I started reviewing them with any vague sense of commitment. Indeed one of the first posts on this blog in February 2009 was a book review of sorts.
Over the next four years I randomly wrote about my favourite books or series of novels reflecting everything from Jane Austen to Robert B Parker’s Spenser series. Another which made it on the blog remains one of the very few books to which I’ve awarded 5-stars and is possibly still my favourite book. Ever.
Yes siree, it’s a big call… but without a doubt Room by Emma Donoghue is one of the best-written books I’ve ever read. To quote myself:
I enjoyed Room so much that it is the only book I can ever remember reading that I wanted read it again straight away. Even now I am pining for Jack’s turn of phrase. And it’s stayed with me for days; weeks even. Just as all beautiful and thought-provoking voices should.
I won’t rehash my review or the plot cos you can read it at the link above, but the reason I’m reflecting on this at all is because it’s been made into a movie and the trailer was released on the weekend.
I can’t watch it without becoming a sobbing mess, but that may be only because I’ve read the book. I rarely watch a movie if I’ve read the book but this will be one exception.
The little boy who plays Jack looks freakin’ amazing and Brie Larson is almost unrecognisable from the annoying dippy daughter she played on The United States of Tara.
Have you read Room? Will you go to see it?
Do you find the trailer fabulously haunting?
Linking up with Trish from My Little Drummer Boys for Wordless Wednesday.