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Not expecting much from this as Jack's book gets the Hollywood treatment. The short trailer suggests a glossy literary heritage interpretation that couldn't be further from the ideas behind his artistic vision - which attempted to realise a textual interpretation of intoxicated youthful life in its moment-to-moment innocent wonder, using spontaneous and rhythmic prose that equated with Bebop jazz's improvised soloing. Also expect it to focus on drinking, sex and driving cars really fast, but miss the contemplative meditation on the state of being that characterised Kerouac's writing at its best. And for godsake, that voice-over. And that pretty boy look - like he's stepped out of a jeans commercial. Jack was handsome and he wore jeans occasionally, but he spoke with a conscientious delivery when reading his own words, emphasising meaning through poetic cadence and intonation. A long way from that breathy Dawson's Creek inflection Sam Riley has been coached to affect here.