Is There A Movie Adaptation Of 'The Diviners'?

I’ve been obsessed with 'the diviners' since I first picked up the book, and I’ve scoured every corner of the internet hoping for a movie adaptation. Right now, there isn’t one—but let’s talk about why that’s both a tragedy and maybe a blessing in disguise. The book’s rich 1920s New York setting, with its smoky jazz clubs and occult undertones, would be a visual feast on screen. Imagine the flapper dresses, the eerie glow of Diviners’ powers, and the shadowy cults lurking in alleyways. It’s the kind of material that screams for a director like Guillermo del Toro or Mike Flanagan, someone who can balance horror with heart.

But here’s the thing: adaptations are tricky. 'The Diviners' isn’t just about plot; it’s about atmosphere, about the way Libba Bray’s prose lingers on the taste of bootleg gin or the weight of a secret. A movie would have to nail Evie’s loud-mouthed charm, Theta’s guarded vulnerability, and Memphis’s quiet strength—all while juggling a sprawling ensemble. I’d hate to see it condensed into a two-hour mess that cuts Mabel’s wit or Sam’s sleight of hand. The book’s magic lives in its details, like the way Henry’s piano playing ties into his past, or the chilling whispers of the ghosts. A rushed adaptation would lose that.

Still, there’s hope. The buzz around 'The Diviners' hasn’t faded, and with the right team, it could be a series instead—something like 'Penny Dreadful' meets 'The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina.' Until then, I’ll keep rereading and daydreaming about who’d play Jericho (a young Lee Pace, maybe?) or how they’d film Naughty John’s haunting presence. The wait’s frustrating, but if it means getting it right, I’ll gladly hold out.

I’ve lost sleep wondering why 'The Diviners' hasn’t hit the big screen yet. The story’s blend of supernatural thrills and historical drama is tailor-made for cinema. Picture this: the opening scene, a slow pan across a speakeasy, Evie’s laugh cutting through the noise as she downs a drink, unaware of the darkness creeping into the city. The book’s visuals—readers’ imaginations—are already so vivid. A movie could amplify that with period-accurate costumes and a soundtrack full of bluesy undertones.

Yet, I’m also wary. Hollywood has a habit of whitewashing or oversimplifying stories like this. 'The Diviners' isn’t just Evie’s story; it’s Memphis’s grief, Ling’s resilience, and Isaiah’s innocence. A film that sidelines their arcs for flashy special effects would miss the point entirely. And let’s not forget the horror elements—Naughty John’s scenes need a director who understands slow burns, not jump scares. The book’s tension builds like a storm, and a movie would have to honor that pacing.

For now, I’m content with the audiobook, which nails the roaring ’20s slang and the eerie whispers. But if someone greenlights an adaptation, I’d demand a showrunner who treats the material like sacred text. Until then, I’ll keep doodling casting ideas in my margins: Florence Pugh as Evie, maybe, or John Boyega as Memphis. The potential’s there—it just needs the right hands.