This is one of those wild situations where I liked the movie over the book...this is an extremely visual/descriptive story. The world is something much different from what we have now and found Reeves description of this lacking. Each element, city, machine was woefully under described and I couldn’t make a connection. Part of it may be because it is definitely written to a British/Londoner audience, but it just needed more. Secondly, Reeves rushes through the emotionally poignant parts quickly. Could of major emotionally charged points were very fast, and lacked the care it required.