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I've always found it puzzling how folk can compare films to books in any way other than scripting - they are two very different media.
Often the best literary work does not translate well (if at all) to cinema, simply because working the imagination of the reader is a skill a 1000 times more pure and creative than the effect any film - with its images, sound and flashy trickery - can have on the viewer.
Cases in point: The Beach (engrossingly dark book, pretty but soulless movie), American Psycho (mind-blowing, unfilmable violence in the book - commendable but glaringly restrained movie), The Shining (characters, supernatural elements and angle of King's sinister novel significantly altered by Kubrick in his effective but rather mechanical film).
Fight Club to a lesser extent - Jim Uhls and David Fincher did just about as good a job as anybody could possibly do with Palahniuk's book.
One other thing - don't you find some who crow about the book being much better are simply trying to advertise their intelligence in that they actually read books, instead of sitting in front of gormless videos scoffing popcorn like you do...?
Stuck up gits.
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