Every few years, a new Hollywood release throws English-literature majors into a frenzy. In 2019, it was Greta Gerwig’s Little Women . Fourteen years before that, it was Keira Knightley and Matthew Macfadyen in Pride and Prejudice . Of course, we’ve got plenty of Colleen Hoover and Emily Henry books being turned into movies these days. I’m eagerly awaiting the arrival of the TV adaptation of steamy hockey romance novel Heated Rivalry , and I will always have room in my heart for the puppy love in The Summer I Turned Pretty . But this chilly season, I’ve noticed several of the most anticipated films have a capital-L literary undertone and are far more sexual than I remember from when I read their source material in Lit 101. It’s intentional, I’m sure, because there’s

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