After reading the book and seeing the movie ARGO, I am more convinced than ever that “Hollywood” should be a verb, as in, “I loved the book, and part of me wished they hadn’t Hollywooded it for the movie.”
Don’t get me wrong: the movie is excellent—suspenseful, engrossing, and even quite funny at times (thanks to Alan Arkin and John Goodman). I would bet serious money that Ben Affleck will be nominated for Best Director this year as a result of his fine work.
But. But. The book is an amazing story in its own right. Or as my friend Patty, who is “in the business” in LA would probably say, it’s “high-concept.” It’s the true story of how a bold CIA officer (Mendez) helped six Americans escape from Iran during the hostage crisis by giving them a Hollywood cover story—literally. The book has plenty of action, plenty of tension. You don’t need any extra car chases—or in this case, cars-chasing-plane chases. But that’s Hollywood.
All I can say is that I’m glad I read the book. Because even though I liked the movie, the truth is impressive and inspiring enough for me.