I think that one of the greatest  things about these adaptations is that they make     the novels so much more accessible.  I just finished reading Mrs.  Gaskell’s North     and South for about the third time and was in tears again on the  last few pages.  Not     only do I know that I wouldn’t have read this novel but for the  adaptation, I also     know that I enjoy it more because of the adaptation.  It is as if I  need a bridge     to the “other world” of the 19th century and the adaptation gives me  that.  I am     not an English scholar so I need a bit of a leg up, to picture the  world and the     relationships in my mind before I tackle the book.  I usually then  actually enjoy     the book better than the film, although there are usually ways in  which the films     are as good if not superior to the original novel.
 for about the third time and was in tears again on the  last few pages.  Not     only do I know that I wouldn’t have read this novel but for the  adaptation, I also     know that I enjoy it more because of the adaptation.  It is as if I  need a bridge     to the “other world” of the 19th century and the adaptation gives me  that.  I am     not an English scholar so I need a bit of a leg up, to picture the  world and the     relationships in my mind before I tackle the book.  I usually then  actually enjoy     the book better than the film, although there are usually ways in  which the films     are as good if not superior to the original novel.


 
  In the case of  North and South
In the case of  North and South
 ,     which is quickly becoming my favourite novel/adaptation combo, the  final scene with     Margaret and Mr. Thornton is done equally well in novel and  adaptation, even if the     kissing at the train station is a bit unrealistic for mid-Victorian  times.  It is     delicious to those of us watching in the 21st century so we can  suspend our disbelief     that Margaret would have been so indiscreet.  But the much more  discreet scene in     the book makes me cry even more than the one in the film.
,     which is quickly becoming my favourite novel/adaptation combo, the  final scene with     Margaret and Mr. Thornton is done equally well in novel and  adaptation, even if the     kissing at the train station is a bit unrealistic for mid-Victorian  times.  It is     delicious to those of us watching in the 21st century so we can  suspend our disbelief     that Margaret would have been so indiscreet.  But the much more  discreet scene in     the book makes me cry even more than the one in the film.
In any case, I think we can all  agree that the readership of these old novels has     surged in recent years because of all these lovely adaptations and  the fact that     some of us want the feeling we get from the films to continue, so we  read the books.      And we are rarely disappointed.  So thank-you to the BBC and all  the other filmmakers     and screenplay writers for lighting a fire under those of us less  likely to pick     up a Classic novel without a little nudge.
 
 
Thank you for putting into words exactly how a felt about films and novels from the BBC. I recently watched the North and South series, and I can't wait to read the book! By the way, I really enjoy reading your entries in this blog. Congratulations on the good job! Greetings from Mexico!
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