Sophie's Choice

Watching Sophie's Choice was like visiting a familiar place you haven't been in awhile and seeing old friends. The cinematic recreation was just how I envisioned everything from the book. The Pink Palace was the industrial surplus navy pink I envisioned, the rooms spacious and warm, Sophie's and Nathan's apartment made precious with the gramophone, her silky robes and changing screen.
I was prompted to watch Sophie's Choice by a recent article in the New Yorker by Styron's daughter, recounting her years growing up in New York, the daughter of a successful, well regarded author. Reading Sophie's Choice you know Stingo is a young Styron, but according to Ms. Styron, Nathan is who Styron was to become; plagued by depression, Styron passed away just over a year ago. Ms. Styron wrote of the society types that came to her house growing up. Her parents welcomed everyone and a party was never more than 30 seconds away, not unlike Sophie's and Nathan's imaginary fetes, the calm before the storm.
The two sides of Styron were well portrayed by McNichol and Kline and in a sense, really emphasized the turn from naivete to striking and debilitating knowledge of love, sex and life. As in the book, the viewer (who is also Stingo) is made uncomfortable by Nathan and Sophie's love, by their furious fights, and by their lying (and ultimately, by Sophie's truth). But even as we realize Sophie's fate, Stingo remains in the dark, asking Sophie to marry him and have a family with him. Even though Sophie is less than 10 years younger than Stingo, she might as well be a lifetime older.
Ms. Styron admitted that due to the frankness and candidness of Sophie's Choice, she didn't read it at all growing up, but watched the movie over and over. In my mind, the book has more depth by far. It references literary works by Thomas Wolfe and Emily Dickinson that the movie only touches on and Stingo's father and his family's slave owning past are mentioned briefly if at all. But the movie held it's own. I'll give it 5 netflix stars.