You could argue that some works of literature were ruined when made into movies. Film buffs might say Ted Turner desecrated old movies shot in black and white when he “colorized” them. But for me the worst example of adapting or tampering with form taken to a new low is turning movies, albeit the cult variety, into video games. Specifically, finding that Walter Hill’s highly regarded gritty story of New York street gangs, “The Warriors”, is now a game available for PlayStations and Xboxes.
Under the right circumstances “The Warriors” is a movie you see once then carry it with you as you replay parts of it over in your mind and then catch it again weeks, months or years later. It shouldn’t be something you vicariously plug-in to on a whim and participate in a changing set of scenarios based on a players skills. It may be a high-tech video game but it’s not “The Warriors”.