Despite the overkill of young adult novels being adapted to film in recent and upcoming years (to varying degrees of quality), we’re hoping Kiera Cass’ The Selection might be next. Cass’ novel has been doomed to live in TV limbo for a couple of years now, but maybe a jump to the big screen is all the story needs for a fantastic re-launch.
Published in 2012, The Selection seemed like it was written for the sole purpose of being adapted to TV. Set three hundred years in the future, the story follows America Singer, a member of one of the country’s lowest castes. America is chosen to compete in a contest against a group of other girls for the chance to marry the prince. However, she’s already in love with a boy from her hometown. (So it’s sort of like The Bachelor meets The Hunger Games.)
Only a few months after the novel’s release, Cass announced The CW had optioned the rights for her whole trilogy to become a television series. However after two failed pilots — that entailed recasting almost the entire show, as well as enlisting a new director — it’s beginning to feel like a TV series adaptation of The Selection will never happen. Between the reality show similarities and a built-in love triangle, we’re still shocked the pilot wasn’t picked up.
Maybe all The Selection needs is a bit of Hunger Games and Divergent magic. Although it seemed like a perfect fit for television, perhaps a movie adaptation will be the overhaul that can reinvigorate the series. Besides, if The Hunger Games: Catching Fire is any indication, it seems Hollywood is becoming better at adapting young adult novels to the big screen. So let’s hope Hollywood will work its movie magic on The Selection.
Besides, fans of the novel have waited for so long for an adaptation that they’re guaranteed to see the movie — even if it turns out to be as disappointing asThe Mortal Instruments: City of Bones.
But speaking of exciting YA movies, Divergent hits theaters March 21. You can check showtimes and purchase advanced tickets at Movietickets.com.
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For every actor or actress cast in a superhero film, there has been/will be some kind of controversy or uproar. The biggest of the past year, of course, was Batfleck. (Cue all the Batman-with-a-Boston-accent jokes.) Then there was Gal Gadot as Wonder Woman, Paul Rudd as Ant-Man, and Jesse Eisenberg as Lex Luthor. The list could go on for ages. But is there something to be said for studios willing to cast a relatively unknown actor in the role rather than a big name star?
Usually the issue fans take with any casting is that the actor or actress may not have the right appearance or body type to fit the character — or that they don’t have the right resume. With Ben Affleck, many blame Daredevil (which was a total flop) on the actor, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he won’t be a fantastic Batman.
For similar reasons, Rudd has been criticized for his role in the upcoming Ant-Man film since he is primarily known for comedy rather than action. However, even Gadot — who has a background in action films — was criticized because she didn’t fit the appearance of Wonder Woman as originated by Lynda Carter.
Fans are hesitant about casting choices because they don’t know whether the decisions were made based on talent or star power. If DC and Marvel are stunt casting — making decisions with the sole purpose of generating media attention — then those films will not turn out well and fans will be disappointed.
However, in the past, the studios have cast big stars like Robert Downey Jr. or Chris Evans and they were perfect for their roles. The same can be said for lesser-known stars like Christian Bale and Henry Cavill. It’s not whether studios should cast big name stars or lesser known actors and actresses, studios should cast whoever is right for the role.
If you find yourself single on Valentine’s Day, let me be the first to tell you that’s totally acceptable. Being stuck in a less than exceptional relationship for the sole purpose of not being alone on February 14 is silly — especially now that Netflix exists. In the current golden age of binge watching, a time when we can spend a Friday night with a whole season of Sherlock, it’s totally okay to devote your Valentine’s Day to Netflix — besides, the streaming service is probably better to you than your last significant other.
It's CommittedFirst of all, Netflix isn’t going to run off with your best friend or some random person they met at a bar the one time you chose to watch Scandal instead of going out. Sure, if you don’t pay a monthly fee, Netflix might suspend your account, but every relationship will cost you something — at least Netflix isn’t asking for your heart or your self-respect.
It's ReliableNetflix won’t get drunk by five o’clock on Valentine’s and forget to pick you up for your less-than-romantic dinner at Applebee’s. Netflix will always be there for you with the biggest collection of movies and TV to keep you occupied.
It's Willing to CompromiseYou’ll never have to fight with Netflix over what to watch — and Netflix will never make you watch the new Daniel Tosh comedy special or 10 hours of My Name is Earl. Of course, some things aren’t available to stream, but that’s not Netflix’s fault — that’s the fault of the people who work at Netflix (huge distinction).
It Gives Great GiftsInstead of getting you something you never in your life would have wanted — like a half-used book of coupons for body sculpting classes — Netflix is giving singles the best gift of all: House of Cards Season 2.
There's No HassleWhile your friends are killing themselves to have The Best Valentine’s Day Ever after a long week of work, you’ll be relaxing at home. You’ll be curled up comfortably on the couch with Kevin Spacey and, hey, you could do worse.
Yesterday was Cyber Monday, so I watched last night’s episode of The Voice on my ten 10%-off (10 times 10 equals 100% off; I am a financial genius) plasma TVs I bought earlier that morning with Amazon Prime One-Hour Shipping. Here’s what you missed.
No one has cared so much about a Top 8 since back when MySpace had more than four active users (and, let’s be real, one of those is Tom). Cee Lo Green is the only coach to have retained three artists in the competition, while Dez Duron stands alone as the sole remaining member of Team Christina—Obi Dez Duroni, you’re her only hope. (Considering her recent hairstyles on The Voice, it’s only a matter of time till Xtina shows up for a taping in Princess Leia buns.)
The show starts with 50 Cent and Adam Levine dueting on their new single “My Life.” A fog machine on full blast and an abundance of neon “50” signs can’t distract from how meh this is. I’d rather see Adam perform with some kind of freaky asylum patient from American Horror Story.
The first to take the stage for Team Adam is Amanda Brown, former Adele background singer—going full All About Eve with a cover of the English superstar’s “Someone Like You.” But this ain’t no ballad. Amanda brings a gritty, rock-and-roll edge to her performance, completely transforming the song’s tone. Get it, girl.
Cee Lo envisions Cody Belew as a latter-day Freddie Mercury, so what better song for him to cover than Queen’s “Somebody to Love?” This classic track requires personality as well as power, and boyfriend delivers—recovering from last week’s Beyoncé misstep with a performance grounded in strong vocals.
But that’s not to say Cody’s lost his oddball “bam bam” charm. When he climbs atop a grand piano—as a full choir in floor-length robes looks on—it’s clear that he’s more in his element than ever.
Cassadee Pope, Dez Duron, Melanie Martinez and Terry McDermott band together for a version of the All-American Rejects’ “Move Along.” For reasons that escape me, they are accompanied by Max Headroom lookalikes in sleeveless suits, banging on light-up garbage cans with glowsticks. Yup.
Terry is up next, performing coach Blake Shelton’s own (!) “Over.” Blake modestly explains the song is “better suited for Terry” than it ever was for his own voice (ugh, humility dreamboat), and that he wants America to see McDermott perform something other than classic rock.
Terry’s rendition is completely solid, but not terribly exciting—save for a weird, avant garde close-up of a lightbulb, because somebody behind the camera just wrapped up their first prereq for their Film Studies minor.
Though she’s complimentary overall, Christina points out that Terry’s voice falters slightly in its lower range. It’s interesting at this stage to see the backhanded compliments and subtly passive-aggressive digs emerge from competing judges (the exception to this is Blake, who is a perfect, guileless, broad-shouldered angel). They may no longer have a direct hand in who’s eliminated, but damn if they won’t try to sway how America votes.
Team Adam’s baby sister Melanie Martinez covers “Too Close” by Alex Clare—she mentions that she’s chosen this song because she’s “going through a break-up,” and I wonder if we’ll soon have another Taylor Swift on our hands.
This is, in many ways, a standard Melanie performance, but arguably her best so far—this time the raspiness doesn’t feel forced, and her power crescendoes perfectly at the chorus. Melanie looks increasingly mortified each time Adam offers to beat up the boy who apparently wronged her, and I suddenly realize—oh no, she broke his heart. Awk. Somewhere on Long Island tonight, a 17-year-old is crying into his AP Chem textbook. We feel for you, bro.
“A lot of people peg me as this Yale quarterback jock guy,” Dez Duron says with a smirk. No, Dez. No, they don’t. In fact, we peg you as the type of guy who’d cover Justin Bieber, which is exactly what you’re about to do.
It’s actually irrelevant how well Dez sings “U Smile,” because he’ll automatically win the vote of every prepubescent female in the country no matter what he does. I find Dez hopelessly boring, and am embarrassed to admit I sort of stopped paying attention mid-song. As an apology, please accept this actual fan comment left on a recent photo uploaded to Dez’s Facebook fan page: “He.Is.The.Sexiest.Thing.On.This.Universe.”
After last week’s ill-conceived detour into dance music, I’m so relieved that Trevin Hunte has chosen “The Greatest Love of All,” the gold standard of ballads. Increasingly confident—and looking the part of a supah-star in a supah-sparkly blazer—Trevin does some of his best belting yet. “I really hope that this is heaven,” Adam sighs.
Christina Milian is babbling about something to Terry McDermott when, all of a sudden, his wife and son appear in the Skybox alongside them. They giddily make out (Terry and his wife, that is—not his wife and his son, nor his wife and Christina) and it’s possibly the sweetest thing ever.
For the evening’s second group number, Cody, Trevin, Cassadee Pope and Nicholas David perform “Any Way You Want It” (is Journey secretly NBC’s majority shareholder?). In general, these group performances by their nature struggle to surpass the awkward choreography of a middle-school class concert, but this is a strong showing from a strong ensemble.
Baby-daddy-to-be Nicholas David’s rehearsal with Cee Lo is joined by soul legend Bill Withers, there to help David hone his rendition of “What’s Goin’ On.” Nicholas can’t help but stare at Withers—whose “Lean on Me” he covered last week—literally open-mouthed at the sight of his hero. D’aww.
As you’ve probably come to expect from Nicholas, the performance is so, so good. In terms of musicianship, he’s such a refreshing change from his competitors—who frequently sing with virtually untouched prop guitars—as he makes the keyboard his b-word week after week.
Closing out the night is Blake’s Cassadee Pope, still riding high from topping the iTunes charts last week. She takes on Michelle Branch’s “Are You Happy Now,” tapping into the “spiteful” side of the song—inspired by her painful history with her out-of-the-picture father. (Maybe this also served, obliquely, as emotional fodder for “Over You?” Maybe I spend too much time thinking about Cassadee Pope’s childhood? Maybe you don’t know me? Maybe you should back off because you’ll never understand Cassadee’s and my deeply personal connection?)
Back in her pop-punk wheelhouse, Cassadee turns in a strong performance, if not a particularly unique one. For me, it was a letdown after last week’s country revelation. Nevertheless, Adam proclaims her to be the show’s new “front-runner.”
The Voice returns tomorrow night at 8 p.m., when the bottom two artists will be eliminated. Follow Molly on Twitter @mollyfitz.
[Photo Credit: Tyler Golden/NBC]
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