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Dear The Golden Compass:
You were like a Faberge Egg. You were really pretty and lovely to look at and there was so much promise that wonderful things were inside. Ultimately, though, you lacked the thing that makes an egg an egg.
You were empty inside.
I'm glad my friend Rob gave me the books, because the ideas that you didn't actually develop are supposed to be quite good. Remember, kids, that not all books can be made into good movies. At least, not in 120 minutes.
Love,
benjamin
You were like a Faberge Egg. You were really pretty and lovely to look at and there was so much promise that wonderful things were inside. Ultimately, though, you lacked the thing that makes an egg an egg.
You were empty inside.
I'm glad my friend Rob gave me the books, because the ideas that you didn't actually develop are supposed to be quite good. Remember, kids, that not all books can be made into good movies. At least, not in 120 minutes.
Love,
benjamin