Sleeping with Other People isn't technically a When Harry Met Sally remake—"slavish homage" might be more accurate—but it poses the same question, with a twist: Can two hot sex addicts who are super attracted to each other and have literally no external barriers to a relationship ever really be "just friends"? (Look, sometimes you have to torture a premise before it gives up the goods.) And Sleeping with Other People is pretty good. By "good," I mean "succeeds in making me feel emotionally invested in whether two hot people are going to make out." The gold standard of the romcom. by Alison Hallett