Hollywood seems to have a hard time translating the works of authors known for their offbeat idiosyncratic humor. The film versions of Even Cowgirls Get the Blues (Tom Robbins) and Striptease (Carl Hiaasen) both sucked horribly. The only off-beat book that has been made into a decent movie of late is "Fear and Loathing in La Vegas", and they only accomplished that by pretty much using the book verbatim as the script for the movie.

And, even though One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest was made into an excellent movie, I'd really like to see a new treatment in which the story is told from Chief Broom's point of view as it is in the book. Ken Kesey considered the film-makers' demoting Chief Broom from narrator to minor character an act of pure trason. He went to his grave without ever having seen the movie.