I’m incredibly saddened by the depiction of characters I loved, and a story woven as intricately as the weaves they channel in the books. The film adaptation does a disservice to the main female leads by introducing romantic entanglements as influencing their activities much more than the books, where a devotion to their lifelong mission and the greater good of the world was more than enough. Also, the books balance the strength of the males, the two halves of the one power, just as the light and dark, black and white themes throughout. This is woefully misrepresented in a screen adaptation that seems devoted more to the politically en vogue societal representation than to honoring the beauty of the balance that exists in the fantasy books from which it has been poorly derived. It seems if the the film crew and actors never actually read the books, but instead cribbed the cliffs notes to provide hollow performances that in most cases, barely resemble the deeply developed personalities of the characters. Perhaps my disappointment is heightened because the books were excellent and impossible to replicate. This story is hard to watch without feeling anger and disgust if you know everything that’s unnecessarily introduced and alternatively critically missing.