I found this book in a small guesthouse on Tongatapu. It was read to shreds. On a day of tropical storm I started leafing through it and was quickly completely transfixed. I read through the night. the following day I couldn't wait to get back to the book. I took the ragged book with me, leaving another in its place. All through the fligths home it kept my attention until the last pages I'd devoured. The movie makes me want to open those crumbling covers once again. And also makes me afraid of seeing it in cinemas - I could not imagine anyone being able to fit the entire story into 2 hours. It is too human.