Last night I re-read -- for the umpteenth time -- Alfred Bester's "fine little novel" The Stars My Destination along with a giant mug of Earl Grey and good music playing softly on the CD.
I logged on this morning fully intending to wax poetic about the novel, and performed a search to find just the quote I needed.
What I discovered instead, is that Hollywood is apparently in the process of turning one of my all-time favorite books into a movie.
Hoping against feverish hope that somebody had glued Ridley Scott to a chair and forced him to re-watch two weeks worth of 'Blade Runner' before being allowed to lay one single digit on this classic, I checked on the progress of One Of My Favorite Novels.
Things are not looking good.
Apparently five different folks have written screenplays based on Besters book -- just for this production.
Three other folks have RE-written those screenplays.
Oh, Jumping Judas Priest on a flaming pogo stick!
Buy a book for each one of your actors, hand each one a book and say, "Here's your script."
That's all you've got to do.
It gets better.
The director is one Betty Thomas -- also listed as a producer -- and she has directed such science fiction edge-of-your-seat classics as:
'Dr Doolittle' with Eddie Murphy, 'Private Parts', '28 Days' with Sandra Bullock, 'I Spy' and 'John Tucker Must Die'.
She has produced such sci-fi wonders as:
'Can't Hardly Wait', 'Charlie's Angels', and 'Surviving Christmas'.
They're going to [deleted] up my book.
Hell, I'd even grudgingly allow John Carpenter to helm this one, as long as he swore on the heads of his children to be faithful to the book.
Please, for the love of Vishnu, you have to assign a director who knows science fiction, who breathes science fiction, who loves science fiction, to this one. I'm begging you.