Re-reading for the millionth time, after a gap of about 10y. Still love it. Still moves me. Still choke up when I read the letter telling of his death. Still feel HH's thrill as she explores London - my city.
I've never dared to watch the film with Anne Bancroft and Anthony Hopkins. How could it possibly match up to my visualisation? But every time I wonder...shall I...should I try it...maybe it will add to my pleasure?
I can totally see Anne Bancroft as Helene Hanff, but Anthony Hopkins isn't 'my' Frank Doel. OTOH, AH is a good actor. And how can you ruin a story where virtually nothing happens?
What do you think? Should I watch the film? How true is it to the book?