Variety is reporting that Hollywood is making ANOTHER film adaptation of Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights. Now, as longtime Wordcandy readers know, I am not a fan of Wuthering Heights (classic love story or not, it is totally whiny, ridiculous, and stupid), and I don't understand why--if they MUST make over-the-top movie versions of classic gothic love stories--nobody seems to be willing to adapt Mary Stewart's Nine Coaches Waiting for the big screen. C'mon, Hollywood, what is wrong with you? The French countryside may not have the same gloom-factor as the English moors, but Nice Coaches Waiting is smart, sexy, and gloriously creepy! It even has a hero named Raoul! What more could a producer ask for?

Labels: Emily Bronte, Mary Stewart, Movie Adaptations