This was one of those cases where I saw the movie first, and then
read the book. And as usual, the book was much better. However, the
film was intriguing enough to make me want to read P. D. James for
the first time.
You're probably not surprised to hear that I absolutely LOVED this
novel. I kept picturing scenes from the movie while reading it, and
each time fought against this (inevitable) occurrence, quickly
realizing that the people who had adapted it to film changed around
all the characters and the ending and...many other important things.
