

The first official teaser for Verity—the long-anticipated adaptation of Colleen Hoover’s 2018 psychological thriller—dropped on Monday, and honestly, I didn’t expect this. Well, not having read the book I didn’t really know what to expect in the first place, but I wasn’t entirely expecting Anne Hathaway in a thriller making out with Dakota Johnson?
This is the fourth Hoover novel to get the big-screen treatment in roughly two years, after It Ends With Us, Reminders of Him, and Regretting You. All three landed at the box office. Verity, by far the darkest entry in her catalogue, is the one fans have been asking for since the others were announced. Amazon MGM is releasing it in theatres on October 2, 2026, and judging by this teaser, the studio knows exactly what it has on its hands.
Verity follows Lowen Ashleigh (Dakota Johnson), a struggling novelist who is hired by Jeremy Crawford (Josh Hartnett) to ghostwrite the remaining books in his wife’s bestselling series—because his wife, the very famous Verity Crawford (Anne Hathaway), has been left bedridden after a mysterious accident.
Lowen moves into the Crawford estate to dig through Verity’s notes. What she finds, instead, is something far more sinister: an unfinished autobiographical manuscript full of disturbing admissions about Verity, her marriage, and her family. From there, the lines start to blur between fiction and reality, manipulation and attraction, and opportunities.
It’s puply, it’s domestic, and it’s giving The Housemaid.
The teaser opens quiet. Lowen, in a silk robe, drifts through the Crawford house at night, checking in on a sleeping Verity before slipping into Jeremy’s room. The two kiss, until Lowen pulls back and finds that she actually isn’t kissing Jeremy at all. She’s kissing Verity, and there’s blood on her lips.
It’s a great image, and a smart choice for a teaser. The film is leaning into the seductive and the unstable. Hathaway plays Verity with a slow, unsettling smirk, and director Michael Showalter frames her in a way that feels deliberately wrong.
Hathaway’s voiceover is the line they’re selling the movie on: “Even with my continuous warning, you’re going to continue to ingest my words. But know one thing—there is no light where we’re going.”
Johnson is solid casting for Lowen, an unreliable, easily-led narrator whose blank-canvas quality is half the point. Hathaway, playing against type as the manipulative, possibly-unhinged Verity, is the obvious draw.
Then there’s Hartnett, in the middle of a genuinely interesting career resurgence post-Oppenheimer and Trap, playing the husband caught between two women who are both, to put it gently, not telling him everything. Ismael Cruz Cordova, Brady Wagner, Asel Swango, and Daniel Echevarria round out the supporting cast.
For Amazon MGM, Verity is a serious bet. The studio’s 2026 slate has been uneven—Mercy, Crime 101, and Melania underperformed early in the year—but Project Hail Mary has crossed $600 million worldwide and given the year a shape. Verity is meant to close it out: a horror-adjacent October release, an A-list cast, a built-in fanbase, and the kind of story that benefits from being seen with other people in a dark room.
There’s also a clear template at play. The Housemaid, last year’s domestic-thriller-from-a-bestseller, grossed $399 million on a similar formula. Verity arrives with a bigger book, bigger names, and a bigger swing.
For Hathaway, it caps a year that has, frankly, been hers. Mother Mary opened it. The Devil Wears Prada 2 hits this weekend, The Odyssey arrives in July, and then The End of Oak Street follows. Finally, Verity lands in October, originally slated for May before the studio pushed it back to dodge over-saturation and lean into Halloween.
We’ll be there October 2!