The Last September by Elizabeth Bowen
I committed a bibliophilic sin, ladies and gentlemen—I watched the movie before I read the book. To be fair, I had no idea the book existed when I watched the film last summer, which was on a list of recommended films for my Ireland trip. (I’m getting dangerously close to the two weeks and a half of posts I need to schedule while I’m away. Challenge accepted.) I really need to research these things a little more thoroughly. But in any case, I watched Deborah Warner’s amazing film before the Elizabeth Bowen novel it was based upon, which colored my reading. Hence the reason it’s a bibliophilic sin, I suppose. (The review of the film will be going up sometime in March. I apparently now only watch movies based on books…)