I'm reading this for the Guy Fawkes' Night door. This is the first time I've read a "novelisation" of a movie. So far, it's working well.
I don't let myself watch the film version often as it makes me angry each time.
The book version lets me control pace and distance a little more.
I think the most depressing thing is that, each time I watch or read this story, it seems less and less like fiction.
I hope there never comes a time when we in Britain have to prove to our government that they should be more afraid of us than we are of them but I'm no longer certain of that.