Perhaps you've already read the Ayn Rand version of J.R.R. Tolkien's The Lord of the Rings, but how might the epic change in the hands of Ernest Hemingway, Oscar Wilde, Ian Fleming, or Lewis Carroll? Or, for that matter, George Lucas or Gene Roddenbury?
Alison Brooks' Alternative authors' versions of Lord of the Rings reimagines the adventures of Frodo, Sam, and Gandalf through the writing styles of a number of unexpected authors. Her Ernest Hemingway, for example, includes a terse description of the One Ring itself:
Frodo Baggins looked at the ring. The ring was round. It was a good ring. The hole at the heart of the ring was also round. The hole was clean and pure. The hole at the heart of the ring had an emptiness in it that made Frodo Baggins remember the big skies of the Shire when his father had taken him out and taught him to tear the heads off the small, furred things that walked there, even though he hated blood in those days and the stink of the blood was always part of the emptiness for him then and ever after.
I am amused. Especially by the Wodehouse version.