|Our Newest Copy of the Book|
(We picked it up on our latest trip to Branson.)
I recently finished reading The Shepherd of the Hills by Harold Bell Wright and, I have to say, it is one of the best books I've ever read. It's been a long time since I've been drawn into (and gotten lost in) a book like I did that one! I absolutely and thoroughly enjoyed it!
The book was written in 1907 and was an instant best seller; by 1918 it had sold over two million copies. Although it is classified as fiction, it is based on the lives of real people and real places that Wright encountered during the eight summers that he spent near Branson, Missouri at the homestead of John and Anna Ross (Uncle Matt and Aunt Mollie in the book).
|Our 1907 First Edition Copy of the Book|
Without a doubt, The Shepherd of the Hills by Harold Bell Wright is one of my favorite books of all time!
And Then...There Is The Movie...
After finishing the book, I watched the 1941 movie starring John Wayne and, to be honest, never in my life have I been so disappointed in a movie version of any book I've ever read! You talk about a perversion of all that is beautiful, good, and godly!!! My goodness! The only resemblance to the book at all was the title of the movie and the names of the characters remained intact and, I kid you not, that was it! If a character in the book was good, in the movie they were bad; if a character in the book was bad, in the movie they were somewhat good.
In the book the Matthews family was good, godly, hard-working folks who were the backbone of the community; in the movie the Matthews family were a bunch of outlaws that ran a still and provided bootleg whisky for all the other people in the community...people that were portrayed as ignorant, no-account, back-woods, hillbillies...which, as a Scots-Irish Missourian with roots planted deep in the Ozark Mountains, I sure don't take kindly to.
Whereas the book focused on God, the good in people, and beauty of God's creation, the movie perverted everything to the point that Aunt Molly, who was a beautiful, godly woman that loved, and was loved by, everyone, was turned into a pinch-faced, mean-fisted, hateful, old, matriarch of a bootlegging clan that ended up purposely burning up herself and her dead son in some sort of occult ritual. Crazy!!!
I could rant on and on about this, but I won't. It's really not worth it.
In short, I HIGHLY recommend the book, Shepherd of the Hills, by Harold Bell Wright. As for the movie, it is a waste of time, energy, and money and I wouldn't recommend watching it to anyone. In fact, on a five-star scale, I give it a ZERO!
Until next time...
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