Since the second I noticed the seven-foot movie poster display for The Help, (about three months ago at my local theater) I’ve been waiting with bated breath to see the movie adaptation of one of the best books I have ever read in my life.
I can say with conviction, The Help is in my top ten best-ever novels. So, out of curiosity, knowing full well that I’d probably like the movie, but that it would certainly pale in comparison to the book, I had an obsession to see Kathryn Stockett’s amazing work on the big screen.
I have to say, WOW. Was I wrong. The movie was amazing, just as good as the book that kept me up reading till after midnight for over a week.
First and foremost, the casting could not have been better. They nailed every single character! Abeline (Viola Davis) and Minnie (Octavia Spencer) were perfect, the acting top-notch and their lines (thanks to the writers) made me feel like I once again had my head buried in the book. Their performances had me laughing and tearing up several times throughout.
Other great performances came from Skeeter (Emma Stone), Hilly (Bryce Dallas Howard), Celia (Jessica Chastain), Skeeter’s mom (Allison Janney), and perhaps the funniest character, Hilly’s mom (Sissy Spacek.)
As a writer, (or maybe everyone does this, I’m not sure) I pay particular attention to dialogue and the writing in a movie. These movie producers definitely hired the right writers. The writing was spectacular. “You is smart, you is kind, you is important,” said Abeline to Mae Mobley several times throughout the movie, producing instant tears down my cheeks every time. There was also a very touching scene between Constantine (played by Cicely Tyson) and a young Skeeter, where her maid tells her, “You’re going to do something really big, I know it.” This sent me into full crying mode.
From beginning to end, I was on a rollercoaster of chuckles, hearty laughter, small tears, big tears, and an occasional gasp. This movie brought back all the women I loved so much in the book. And now, just as when I finished reading The Help, I’m left with a lasting heartwarming glow, coupled with the sadness that my relationship with these women has ended. I miss them all. I love them all!
Kathryn Stockett must be really psyched that producers made her book into such an amazing movie. As an author, I can only hope someday that I’m sitting in a theater watching Jackpot!, and that my future producers did half as good of a job as the ones who turned The Help into a movie I would highly recommend to anyone, whether they read the book or not.
Editor’s Note: Film trailer by DreamWorks.