Books or a movie? this question is probably worth it since humanity discovered a new world-world of cinematography. at the earliest days the film did not even think of becoming a rival to the book, but in the course of time the man was increasingly absorbed in films, forgetting about books. he did not forget, but they meant to him an empty space. the film was a slow-motion mine. he increasingly forced people to relax , and since he appeared in every house, he completely tied his owners to the sofa. in the 21st century, people are divided. someone says that it is necessary to read that this is the source of life, and someone says that it is not necessary at all. let's try to figure out what the book wins from the film and why it was so unfairly begun to be forgotten? of course, a good movie is better than a bad book, but a good book is worth 10 great movies. first, the book is the same film, only there is no restriction on special effects, quality. what a person can show is quite insignificant in comparison with what the imagination is drawing to us. but this does not mean that everything has opened a book, read it and you will have the perfect picture. there is no need. you need and you can develop imagination. that's why two persons , who read the same book, only one reads booze and for all his life read a huge number of books and from someone who read books 10, and even not the best authors, there will be different perceptions. secondly, the book contains more information, more dialogues, some descriptions and moments, because as if the film is not well shot, everything will be missing some actions, adventures, or will be added there, for example, changing the character up to the opposite hero. i believe that the book is better than the movie, but still i think that books and films should be partners, mutually complementing each other with "not enemies." because the book will live without the achievements of technology, there would be a sheet and a pen or pencil etc. but the film will live without electronics?
школьные дни. самые счастливые дни всей вашей жизни (так говорят все взрослые), но я бы никогда не ходил в школу если бы у меня был свой путь. моя точка карандаша сломана, у моей ручки закончились чернила моя голова просто заполнена опилками и с опилками вы не можете думать. самые счастливые дни всей жизни! (так говорят все взрослые) но я бы никогда не ходил в школу если бы у меня был свой путь!
