What happens when I watch movies after reading the book

What is this crap?

I'm watching Contact, finally, on Netflix, after having read and loved the book. (Carl, the world is still so much poorer for losing you.) One of the things I loved so much about the book was the slowly building relationship between Dr. Arroway and Palmer Joss. They start out at odds, slowly come to understand each other through seemingly irreconcilable viewpoints, and, at the end of the book, there is the promise of a relationship. The possibility. Sagan wrote about Joss, a fundamentalist Christian preacher, with such depth, respect, and humanity, and the interplay he had going with Arroway was amazing. They started out wary of each other, circled each other for a while, finally came to understand each other. It took the entire (thick) book to develop, and it was beautiful.

I just paused the video at 18 some-odd minutes in, and they're already in bed with each other.

*flips a table*

What is this? That was a significant portion of the book's characterization and suspense you just threw out the window like 24 hours after they met each other.

Go fuck yourself, Hollywood.*

I'm probably going to find more stuff to bitch about as the movie goes on (18 minutes in a 2 hour 24 minute movie). I should resist the urge to write about it and just watch the damn thing, but there is nobody here for me to bitch to.

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*Except for casting Jodie Foster; I can never disagree with that.