
Several months ago I rented "The Count of Monte Cristo" (2002) from Movie Madness.
About a year ago, I listened to the unabridged version of Alexandre Dumas' classic, "The Count of Monte Cristo," produced by Books on Tape in 1996. It is read by Richard Mathews who does so many voices of so many different characters. He did an amazing job. I checked out the volume from the Multnomah County Library because it was the thickest book on CD I had ever seen and I had that book on a mental list I keep of classics I am interested in reading. It is 35 CD's for a total of 43 hours and 19 minutes of attention grabbing intrigue. I never got bored, and I'm not getting bored listening to it a second time.
Alexandre Dumas not only takes you into an amazing story of revenge, it is a story of a culture at a time long gone. Everyone in the book from high to low (as it were) are intelligent. The descriptive talents of Dumas have not been equaled in anything I have read. There is so much intricacy, intrigue, beauty, and a vast understanding of so many subjects and so much culture that go into this novel.
Edmond Dante's, the main character, is a person of natural leadership abilities who is sent to prison under false pretenses and escapes 14 years later and carefully plans his revenge against those who put him there and a sword is never raised.
The movie, "The Count of Monte Cristo," produced by Touchstone in 2002 and starring Jim Caviezel as Edmond Dantes was so disappointing as to require me to turn it off after 20 minutes of the 131 minutes, or 2 hours and 11 minutes, of American style swashbuckling bullshit that barely resembles the fantastic novel and story written by the great Alexandre Dumas. (There is a 1934 film version of "Monte Cristo" that I haven't seen yet).
Desiring to be entertained by the great novelist again while I make my three weekly journeys to Eugene as part of my employment, I again checked out the Books on Tape unabridged reading of "The Count of Monte Cristo." It is such an amazing tale. The revenge is so intricate, so well thought out, so planned as to pierce the very soul of the intended instead of giving them just a plain old boring American style swashbuckling stabby kind of death. This revenge is far more painful.
When I renewed this hold online, I noticed the movie version was there, and figured since I wouldn't be putting out any money for this horrible American movie version of a great classic French novel, I would suffer my way through it. I took two days, and Shusli sat beside me and watched this movie with repeated reports of how crappy it was. Not wanting to spoil any entertainment value she may have received during the tortuous 2 hours and 11 minutes removed from our lives, I did my best to keep my mouth shut, often times WANTING TO SCREAM.
My thoughts after viewing this have been that all involved with the filming should all purchase a cat of nine tails and flog themselves until they pass out as punishment for the crime of horribly destroying a truly fantastic tale and turning it into a HEAVILY dumbed down piece of American entertainment with swashbuckling sword play.
Americans have a tendency not to think as part of their entertainment. Jim Caviezel portrays Edmond as a weak underdog incompetent trying to improve his life. In the movie, Edmond Dantes is promoted to captain of the Farion, a ship he has sailed on for the Morel company and was 1st mate and then captain after the death of the captain in the first scene that sets up the book and the movie. During Edmonds interrogation prior to being sent to prison by Veilfor (sp? remember, I have not read the book but only listened to it on CD thus far) it is found out that poor weak little Edmond cannot read. OK stupid Americans, a man, weak in leadership abilities and incapable of reading is promoted to captain of a merchant ship...WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE FOOLING!?
The movie is complete American swashbuckling bullshit (and I usually like swashbuckling movies). I'm gonna ruin the end for you because it completely sucks. Edmond runs a sword through Ferlond (sp?) and again runs off with Mercedes and their bastard son. Doesn't happen that way in the novel. Not at all. It is much more beautiful and intriguing and so terribly clever and Edmond doesn't run a sword through anyone. Read it, or listen to it on CD. I do plan on reading it at some point in my life as well to get a flavor of the written word as well. I did that with George Orwell's, "Nineteen Eighty-Four," recently. I read it, I listened to it on CD, and I watched the movie. Each had a different flavor. Each gave me much for the story. "The Count of Monte Cristo" movie did nothing but disappoint and anger me.
Hollywood can, much of the time, screw up a fantastic story and turn it into dumbed down cheap entertainment that offers nothing to the lives of those that watch it. "The Count of Monte Cristo" movie is a great example of that.
"Braveheart," by Mel "I Love Blood" Gibson is a similar story. When one reads what the real William Wallace was like and about his life and how he lived, you become very disappointed in that thing that Mel made. This is comparable to the disaster that Touchstone did with "Monte Cristo."