Smoke ’em if you got ’em

I nev­er saw the movie that came out, what was it, last year or ear­li­er this year? Either way I did­n’t see it despite a num­ber of friends telling me that it was ter­rif­ic. The friend who loaned me her copy of the book, how­ev­er, said that the movie dis­ap­point­ed her, hav­ing read the book. A movie not liv­ing up to the great­ness of a book is not a new sto­ry, but it’s easy to guess where the cor­ners would be cut in *Thank You For Smoking*.

It’s an engag­ing read, and fun­ny in a way that nev­er quite gets a laugh, but it’s not Great Lit­er­a­ture. Take away Buck­ley’s clev­er­ness and facil­i­ty with the Eng­lish lan­guage and I imag­ine that you don’t have a lot left to make a movie with. An amus­ing and fas­ci­nat­ing con­cept, and a sto­ry to hang com­ic moments on. Not much else.

One thing Buck­ley was (thank­ful­ly) most­ly suc­cess­ful with was avoid­ing heavy-hand­ed­ness. This is to his cred­it, as it’s not an easy job mak­ing fun of some­one whose job it is to make sure that peo­ple keep killing them­selves. (See? I was­n’t even try­ing and that came out ham-fist­ed.) There were moments when the satire seemed preachy, but they were few and infre­quent. How would that trans­late to Hol­ly­wood? Not well at all, I imagine.

In any case, it’s worth read­ing. Per­haps some day I’ll get around to rent­ing the movie, but I’m not in any hurry.