Robert Redford and Nick Nolte owe me $3.99 because that is how much I paid to watch their horrible movie.
Lovely vistas were lost on me the minute Bryson became a grandpa wandering the woods swapping dirty old man stories with an insanely crusty Katz.
Perhaps I would’ve liked it better had I not adored the book, but that’s unlikely as I’m not a fan of a two-man-chauvinistic-pig show, no matter how beautiful the Appalachians are in the background.
The book was one-thousand times better! Just read the book.