I recently finished the book The Descendants by Kaui Hart Hemmings. I thought it was a good book, sad and definitely a bit depressing but a good book. I really wanted to get it read so that I could see the movie, which I did yesterday. They stuck pretty close to the book, omitting stuff that would have been nonsense. I thought George did an excellent job in the movie, for a guy who has never been married or had children, he did a good job. What disturbed me most, on a personal level, was the wife, Liz that was in the hospital bed dying during the entire movie, deteriorating each and every time they showed her on the screen. It brought back flashbacks of my momma in her nursing home bed, whithering away day by day. Good job make-up guys. What surprised me most of the afternoon was the way the movie stayed with me and I'm not sure why. I don't think it is Oscar worthy as a best picture, although I think Clooney did an Oscar worthy performance, but it stayed with me.