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Ok, so “The Leftovers” (the novel by Tom Perotta) is, like, what I imagine a rough draft of the amazing, captivating, too-good-to-believe “The Leftovers” HBO show from, like, a fucking pitch meeting.
It’s not a bad book. It’s really not. But after watching the show, there’s nothing that thin little jaunt through surface-level post-Rapture existential crises can offer you. (Not that it’s about the Rapture, but that’s the easiest way to describe the Sudden Departure that occurs in both book and show.)
It’s like... imagine watching the THREE movies based on “The Hobbit” and expecting some big goddamn epic in the book, when the book is LITERALLY just kids stuff compared to what Tolkien had cooking.
I don’t know if I’d be mad at the show for going SO MUCH FURTHER in EVERY way if I’d read the book first, but ... as things stand, I am disappointed in the book.
What’s next.
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