reverse psychology

ok, so i am a book reader. i love reading, and i love books. i am often that person who read the book first and never likes the movie, because movies can never live up to the books that they're based on. it's a fact. like i would get really pissed about the harry potter movies, and how they would add elements to it that weren't anywhere in the book - like those stupid shrunken heads on the knight bus, and aunt marge floating through the neighborhood in the prisoner of azkaban, all the while leaving out the entire explanation of the animagi and the marauder's map. now, i know i sound like a total dork right now, but i think i stated above that i love reading.
so anyway, i get really mad when the movies don't stay true to the books. it's as if the book didn't provide enough wit or humor or feeling or plot, and the producers and editors and screen adaptors thought they could do better.
now don't get me wrong, i understand that books are far more dense than the amount of time available for a movie. so anyway, this time i did it the other way around. i watched the movie about a boy back when it came out, and i absolutely loved it. it took me a while to realize that it was a book first, and it took me even longer to find the book.
so now, i have just finished it today. and i must say that i am soooo glad i watched the movie first, because although it takes part of the excitement away knowing what's going to happen, i would have hated the movie had i read the book first. the movie sticks with the plot, and a lot of the lines were worked in, but the ending is totally different. and while the movie ending is cute, the book's ending is preferable.
look - only took the weekend off - i'm improving! even if this entry IS fodder.