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When I recently wrote about picking a favorite book out of the nearly 200 I’ve read in the past half-decade, PureWow readers had thoughts. Some agreed with me. Some thought I had overlooked better options. And some were not-so-impressed with my “number.” (Many of you read a book a week; I’m not worthy!)

But overall, the reaction to my pick was positive: Hamnet by Maggie O’Farrell is a fantastic, gut-wrenching account of Shakespeare’s wife, Agnes—moving between her story of marriage and motherhood and the tragic death that befalls her child. It’s beautiful and visceral, almost demanding a screen adaptation.

That said, I’m always skeptical when a book I love so much gets the cinematic treatment. Will the movie do it justice? Will there be additions and omissions that just bug me?

Here to try is Chloé Zhao, director of Nomadland, one of my favorite movies of the past decade. (But that’s a separate list!)

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Hamnet will be released in theaters at the end of November, and it’s already getting Oscar buzz. The trailer is out now and it looks…immersive. Starring Jessie Buckley and Paul Mescal, it seems to take both the lushness and impending doom of the novel and renders them physical. We’ve got the overgrown woods. We’ve got the smelly Globe theater. We’ve got sex and death and candle-lit chambers.

Early reviews call it “shattering” and “radically feminine,” which are words one could have used about the novel as well. Says Angie Han in The Hollywood Reporter: “Buckley is an actor who can take you on a whole journey just by the way she watches someone.” To me, this signals the astuteness I so associate with the book.

I’m also heartened by the fact that O’Farrell herself co-wrote the script—an indication that we’ll cleave closely to the original text.

Ultimately, what I loved about the book was my connection to Agnes—the ways I understood her as a wife and mother, allowing her husband grace while the unthinkable happens at home.

And while nothing can top the eyes-welling, page-turning moments of reaching of the novel’s conclusion, I’m looking forward to the movie version, knowing I’m in good hands.

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