It’s a shame that Jane Austen can’t profit from selling the adaptation rights to her novels. In her own lifetime, she made but a modest living as a writer. Today, she would be fabulously wealthy.  

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As it is, the copyright has long expired, so it’s all fair game. In the last three decades alone, Austen’s stories have spawned over a dozen adaptations. That’s not counting a host of marvellously titled retellings, my favourite of which include Bride and Prejudice (the Bollywood remake), Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (self-explanatory), From Prada to Nada (the Latina Sense and Sensibility), Clueless (90s Beverley Hills Emma), and Furst Impressions (a canine Pride and Prejudice).  

Two new adaptations will join the hallowed halls of the Austen multiverse later this year: a Sense and Sensibility film starring Daisy Edgar-Jones as Elinor Dashwood, and a Pride and Prejudice mini-series with Emma Corrin and Jack Lowden as Lizzie Bennet and Mr. Darcy. Both productions appear to take themselves – and their intended audience – more seriously than the octopus-nightmare-fiasco that was the........

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