The novel, and Lamb’s other work, have had their legions of fans, but I wonder how many have stuck with their ardor for the 24 years it took for this adaptation to happen. I should probably disclose that, though it was a big thing for some kids in my high school back in the day, I have not read Lamb’s 900-page book. Though I found much of I Know This Much Is True to be a gloomy slog-turns out I was not one of the people looking for a story of illness and regret at this particular juncture-it does, in Cianfrance’s careful hands, eventually arrive at a bleary poignancy. It ought to serve you the desired litany of tragedies and sorrows, a long ribbon of terrible things unspooled, with grim languor, by writer-director Derek Cianfrance. If, during the current plague, you haven’t had quite enough of medical horrors and the clenching feeling of being utterly stuck in place, you may want to seek out the new HBO mini-series I Know This Much Is True (May 10), based on the 1996 smash-hit, Oprah’s Book Club novel by Wally Lamb.
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