It has been quite a while since I graced this site with my glorious presence, due to the closure of my dreadful series of book reports written by my seventh grade self, who, I might add possessed embarrassingly revolting writing skills. However. I once again return to the thousands of people I’m sure follow this site. :-/. The topic that has suddenly spurred me to sit down at the keyboard at 8:36 p.m is one that I can confidently say irks me to think about to this very day. That is–the renowned, classic, and apparently fascinating, marvelous, breathtaking, stupefying, transcendent, stunning novel, Animal Farm, written by George Orwell.

I made my opinions on Animal Farm very clear on this site, (or perhaps not so clear, with my writing skills at the time) but in summary, I did not enjoy it. Thus it was to my great peril when my mother informed me that this horrific narrative would soon be brought to the screen in an animated format directed by Andy Serkis. I barely know of Andy Serkis, and in my mind he is only Ulysses Klaue and Gollum, but I feel sorry for any man directing a monstrosity such as this.

To be fair, it is entirely possible that Animal Farm could be greatly improved while being brought to the screen, and perhaps I judged it prematurely. It is true that much of my hatred for this story stems from it’s dull reading, and it is possible that a great deal of that dryness will be eradicated on the screen.

In conclusion, I was given the opportunity to rant about my burning fury of the only book I have ever truly hated, and you have just been subjugated to my angry tirade. I apologize for the inconvenience and wish you on your merry way.