My God, it's full of crap!
Here are my thoughts as I wrote them down while I was watching this miniseries:
I finally watched part 1 of Childhood's End. I expected it to be a disappointment; face it, no movie, especially a TV movie, can possibly match the beautiful prose of Arthur C. Clarke.
But holy almighty monolith, I didn't in my wildest nightmares expect it to be THAT bad!! I thought there was no possible way it could be a worse corruption of Clarke's magnificence than Trapped in Space, but yep, congratulations, "SyFy," you made a WORSE movie!
As with other "SyFy" outings, this tried hard to bury all science fiction elements. Oh, there were, by necessity, a few token shots of the Overlord ships (which were quite disappointing, especially after we've seen such impressive variants as the Visitor motherships in V), but other than that they just turned it into another dull Earth-based drama.
Why to they have to mess around and make things "relevant" to the modern world? A classic is a classic because it's AWAYS relevant. If Childhood's End is no longer relevant, why in Diaspar make a movie of it in the first place?!
Yes, Clarke's novel discussed the human condition--specifically, how to make it better. But fundamentally it was about the scope of the universe, the fact that we might not be alone, the possible nature of extraterrestrial beings. It hammered home the smallness of our little planet and the immensity of the universe. This small-minded miniseries puts Earth and its problems at center stage, with the Overlords just a vehicle for modern-day social commentary. The kind of lazy, self-congratulatory "science fiction" that "SyFy" has been handing the fat-assed masses for years now.
Clarke is renowned for his scientific accuracy and his excellent storytelling skills. Not only Childhood's End, but ALL his books and short stories are extremely well-paced. Clarke wastes no time. Five pages into Rendezvous With Rama, you're at Rama. The moonbus Selene plunges into the Sea of Dust within two chapters of the start of A Fall of Moondust. The Sands of Mars, Earthlight, The Songs of Distant Earth, 2001: A Space Odyssey, Against the Fall of Night, The Hammer of God, all grab you by the scruff of the neck and race you through an incredible journey of sights and sounds and feelings that leave you breathless at the end. Childhood's End is no exception; the Overlords arrive like a thunderclap in the book's prologue, and in Chapter 1 we're already deep into the unfolding cosmic drama.
This plodding miniseries just limps along--well, how else do you turn a 218-page novel into a three-part miniseries?--wasting time with endless montages, reaction shots, and boring dialogue, filled with constant, irritating, unpleasant, buzzing music.
And by the way, it has NOTHING to do with Clarke's novel. I counted two scenes from the novel--and since it's impossible to screw up Arthur C. Clarke completely, those scenes were actually pretty good.
I guess I should watch parts 2 and 3 before I render a final verdict, but...holy HAL, I don't want to. Please, please no more...no more...
This is what I get for buying a blu-ray sight unseen. Maybe I'll suffer through the rest of it, maybe not. Either way, I'm selling it.
Anybody want my blu-ray of Childhood's End? You can have it for half-price. Or a dollar. Or for free.
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Just watched part 2 of Childhood's End. It was no better than part 1. (Why is it that the idiots making filmed sci-fi these days seem to think we've reached the absolute apex of fashion, and everyone in the universe from now until the end of time will be dressing the way we do today?)
I am seriously considering hunting down and shooting the people who made this trash. Nevertheless, I'll soldier on and watch part 3. I've come this far.
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Just watched part 3 of Childhood's End. It was moderately better than parts 1 and 2, because it at least had SOMETHING to do with the book, and we finally got a little bit of science fiction eye candy--though it was a little hard to care at this point. I was truly surprised that we saw Jan Rodricks' trip to the Overlords' planet; I was sure they were going to completely skip it, because putting it on screen requires some imagination and wonder. Granted, what we see on screen falls far, far short of the marvelous vista of the novel, but hey, food to a starving man.
Why is it that they had FOUR HOURS to explore Clarke's ideas and they barely, barely touched the surface of the novel? Why? WHY? Why did we spend interminable periods of characters staring at each other? Why did they introduce that bizarre plotline about Stormgren's illness, that had nothing to do with the story, made no sense, and wasn't in the book?
But I could get so bogged down in the "why"s that I'll just re-enter my spiral of fury and despair that I was in as I writhed through the entire miniseries. Why? Why? Why? Why the damn planes falling out of the sky in the beginning? Why all the *beep* clouds around the Overlords' ships? Why the stupid damn hotel room instead of the small silver chamber where Stormgren met with Karellen in the book? Why make Stormgren a farmer instead of the secretary-general? Why? Why? Why?
Listen. Attention all filmmakers. Arthur C. Clarke is a BETTER STORYTELLER THAN YOU! If you're adapting his work to the screen, let Arthur tell the story! Your job is to find a good cast, build some nice sets, and create some good special effects. But let Arthur lead the way. He knows what he's doing.
Let's look at some screen adaptations of Clarke.
The motion picture 2001: A Space Odyssey and the Twilight Zone episode "The Star" are really, really good. Why? Because they stuck with Arthur.
The movie of 2010 was half-good and half-bad. The good stuff comes from Arthur. The bad stuff, they deviated from Arthur.
Now, Trapped in Space and Childhood's End deviated from Arthur, and they sucked!
DON'T DEVIATE FROM ARTHUR! He does it best.
So as far as I'm concerned, Childhood's End has still never been filmed. I'm hoping some filmmaker out there takes the reigns and makes a good, spectacular, two-hour film that is a faithful adaptation of Arthur C. Clarke's glorious novel.
On second thought, knowing the way the dipwads in Hollywood film science fiction these days, I hope they just keep their hands off Arthur. If you want to experience Arthur C. Clarke's stories, read them.
It pains me deeply that there are undoubtedly a lot of people who watched that stupid miniseries and assumed that's what the novel is like. Nice job, "SyFy," you turned an entire generation off of Arthur C. Clarke.
On the other hand, anyone who watches "SyFy" is probably illiterate, so I guess it doesn't matter.