Continuing on the challenge of significant film-watching experiences, I offer a “simulcast” with my fb page. There, without commentary, but here, a brief text.
Space has its allure. But so did exploring the interior of the Earth. I was so struck by this movie as a boy I was able to convince a few neighborhood friends, including my sister, to “play” we were descending deep underground. The sky was the cavern overhead. And dark garages, basements, and well-shaded trees helped with the imagination part.
I had to resolve two things as I grew older. As an eighth-grader I read the book, which was sadly different from the film–no women. So I learned that books can be adapted and changed for the big and small screen. And sometimes not well. Two, I finally had to resign myself to the fact that the Earth’s interior is hot, hot, hot–and there are no passages to walls of gems or to giant mushrooms.
