I just watched A Beautiful Mind. My God, it’s so much better than I had expected. The film’s well-crafted and wonderfully acted. The film never gets boring and is sentimental but not overdone.
I’ll have to read the book when I get the chance. Maybe after my exams and during the holidays. I’m pretty sure the community library has it. Why? Because I’d heard about the book more than a year ago from my grandfather, before the film even began its preproduction stage. One day, while I was at my granddad’s house, he showed me this white, hardcover book that he had borrowed from the library, and he was telling me what an interesting character, John Nash, a mathematician who had won the Nobel prize a few years ago had been. How he suffered from schizophrenia for over 30 years and eventually overcame his demons while in the process producing other brilliant pieces of work despite his illness. I thought then, “wow”. But never thought of reading the book even though I never forgot the story in the abstract.
