This is one of the few times I did not mind having the movie characters and scenes running through my head while reading the book. It is one of my favorite movies (I remember when I was younger pausing the VHS and taking pictures of my favorite scenes with my discman camera), and it turns out to be pretty true to the book. As ever, E.M. Forster skewers British classes (especially those traveling abroad, reminiscent of Passage to India) and has family relationships down to a tee. So right on. And, of course, incredibly romantic and witty.