There is much to weep about. That kid is going to grow up not only only knowing Beowulf as some crappy movie, but thinking it is a crappy rip off of another crappy movie.
Which brings me to... kids are going to grow up watching movies instead of reading books. This depresses the hell out of me. I grew up and had bookshelf after bookshelf after bookshelf over flowing with books. I remember just sorting through thousands of boxes stuff with books. Nowadays, kids can just go see the movie. Where is the fun in that? That leaves nothing to the imagination, and cuts out all the good parts. Its so depressing. Imagination and individuality seems to be frowned upon these days.
But of course...looking what reading my entire life did to me. I have my head in the clouds constantly. Everything is magical, nothing is real, I get attatched to ghosts. Even people who treat me terribly can be knights in shining armor if they just say the right words, nevermind the fact that they seem to actively dislike me, and are very standoffish, and noncaring. They are just like that one character in that one book! And that makes everything ok. Even Garp had his flaws. Even Holden was kind of a jerk.
This is not a proper way to think, and my book reading has made have impossible dreams, and has made me weird, and strange and oddly romantic, and it has had dire consequences on my real life. Life is not, and will never be a fairy tale. The good guys don't always win in the end. The prince doesn't always save the princess, or even want to. No one ends up with a spouse, and kids, and a perfect little house, with straight white picket fence, and a golden retriver named Rover or Spot.
See, much to weep about.
