I’m bumping this thread, because I thought of a couple of good ones: Carlito’s Way and After Hours (the book on which the movie “Carlito’s Way” is based).
The movie Carlito’s Way is decent, but it paints a very different portrait of Carlito from the book version. In the movie, Carlito genuinely wants to go straight with his restaurant. He wants to escape the barrio and settle down after having played it the right way in his life. When Kleinfeld, his close personal friend kills the mobster he’s supposed to spring from prison, along with the mobster’s son, Carlito is shocked, and this provides the turning point in the movie as he tries to break from Kleinfeld’s influence.
The book version of Carlito is much harder. He is unrepentant and stays away from the drug business more out of lack of opportunity and fear of getting caught than any real character change. Come to think of it, he doesn’t even stay out of the drug business entirely–He does small jobs as a messenger boy to curry favor and get money from the old gangs.
When Kleinfeld does what he does, Carlito is surprised but takes it in stride. Nothing really changes between him and Kleinfeld (whom Carlito neither likes nor trusts from the outset. They weren’t really friends in the books, and Carlito despises Kleinfeld’s lack of skill as a lawyer.).
Carlito does run a restaurant in the book, but it’s nothing nearly as classy as what the movie depicts. It’s a dive in a lousy section of town, and Carlito worries about losing it because of all the shootings and violence that happen on the property.
For all of that, I really liked the movie in it’s own right. I thought it was decently made, and I really cared about Carlito, despite the fact that his character was way too good to be true. Actually, in a few places, the movie did a better job than the book, which was kind of clunky and had problems of its own.
The prequel to Carlito’s Way, Carlito’s Way: Rise to Power, on the other hand, blew chunks. Based on Edwin Torres’ first book in the series, it took a wrenching account of Carlito’s fight to win control of the drug trade–which wasn’t so much of a rise to power as it was one clusterfuck after another right into prison–and turned it into a story of a harebrained scam against the mafia, which in real life would not have fooled the Italians for a second. Then, to top it off, it shows us a happy ending which doesn’t jibe with the beginning of the first movie.
Carlito, once again, is shown as a loyal stand-up guy in the movie, while in the book he kills a good friend in prison on orders from his new bosses.