It’s back. The franchise few were asking for, now dubbed The Divergent Series, has returned with part two of its underwhelming narrative, a little something called Insurgent. Apparently, Hollywood has fixated on the idea that every up and coming starlet, be she an Oscar winner (Jennifer Lawrence) or mere nominee (Shailene Woodley) deserves a Young Adult vehicle of her very own. In the case of this failing attempt, the expectations met with actuality, and both agreed to call a truce.
Of course, that doesn’t mean that the final two films in the series—both based on the Allegiant book—will be just as bad. But when faced with the prospect of seeing more of that tiring Tris and her collection of male hangers-on, including boy toy and neo-nemesis, we’d rather invest in another Team Edward/Team Jacob argument. YA has come to mean copycat, a means for Hollywood to capitalize on a pop trend while it’s still a literary thing. A decade from now we may be laughing at the desire to turn children’s lit into worldwide hits, but it’s already happened, so we’ll let history judge.
For now, we’ve decided to “celebrate” Insurgent by providing a list of our ten favorite (and, therefore, best) YA adaptations. Now, there are some exclusions that one can complain about. We did not list The Wizard of Oz here, since there’s really only been one attempt at bringing L. Frank Baum’s books to life, with the rest being remakes / reboots / reimaginings / rights issues borrowing (each new entry sullying the original). We’ve also left out Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, The Witches, James and the Giant Peach, and anything else Roald Dahl. The author may have a strong connection to YA, but most adaptations failed to fulfill their artistic promise.
Finally, there are so many flawed first attempts at jump starting a franchise, titles with names like “Spiderwick” and “Host” and “Inkheart”, that we wanted to focus solely on those that eventually made the grade. So without further ado, here are Short Ends & Leader’s choices, both as franchises and as standalone efforts. They may not represent your personal favorites, but they do illustrate that, on occasion, Tinseltown can jump on a bandwagon and not cause the vehicle to crash.
We’re including this one on potential alone. The first film in the proposed series settled in and delivered a visually arresting (if narratively familiar) story of youths lost in a deadly, deceptive experiment. The sequences inside the massive concrete maze, filled with shifting monoliths and retracting pathways may be the best thing about the entire entry, but as long as the rest of the films promise something as compelling, this will easily eclipse the whole Divergent/Giver/Seventh Son strategy. Of course, we could come back a few years from now and mea culpa for including such an unworthy franchise to our list.
It remains a mystery why this film, based on the first three books in Daniel Handler’s multi-volume series, didn’t spawn a few sequels. It had enough star power, a potent visual style, and enough box office (over $200 million on a $140 million budget) that one could see at least a remake. Sadly, that has yet to occur (with Netflix possibly developing the property into a TV series), which marks a true missed opportunity. The overall production may play like Tim Burton lite, but the end result is entertaining as heck, and Jim Carrey is excellent as Count Olaf’s many evil personalities.
Hot off his success with the stellar Apocalypse Now, Oscar winning director Francis Ford Coppola decided it was time to expand his own studio brand (American Zoetrope) and make his dream project—a musical filmed completely on sound stages, not locations. The result was the disastrous One From the Heart. Needless to say, Coppola came away bruised. When a middle school teacher suggested he take on S. E. Hinton’s novel, he read it and was so moved he decided to film it and Rumble Fish, as well. Casting a who’s who of young Hollywood, the final result was a satisfying coming of age tale and a true return to form for the fallen filmmaking idol.
You have to give Stephen Chbosky credit. It required a deft hand to turn his 1999 bestseller into a solid, straight forward coming of age drama. After all, the book is epistolary in nature, requiring someone to bring the divergent documents used into a single narrative thread. Luckily, he did the writing, as well as the directing, and his insights into the subject of growing up in the early ‘90s are fascinating. Semi-autobiographical and loaded with recognizable characters, it’s the kind of cinematic revelation that doesn’t require the introduction of cancer or a car accident into the story (ala The Fault in Our Stars of If I Stay) to work. It just needs the truth.
(SPOILER ALERT) Forget the two supposed sequels to the original Wolfgang Peterson film. Both only borrow bits from the original Michael Ende novel, and represent nothing more than a direct to video money grab by producers. No, it’s the first movie, representing (at the time) the most expensive effort made outside of the US, that captures the imagination and the tragedy inherent in the storyline. Indeed, many middle aged adults still remember how devastated they were when Atreyu’s horse dies in the Deadly Swamps of Sadness. It can be tough going—it is a grief allegory, after all but Peterson’s vision makes it worth the visit.
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