The Scarlet Letter, of course, is about a Puritan woman who is branded with the letter "A" for Adultery (not how Puritans responded to adultery; as the makers of the PBS version point out, the story is a nineteenth-century man's version of seventeenth-century life, and it's really about the nineteenth century).
The Puritan woman, Hester, bears a child. She refuses to give away the name of her lover. Her lover is Reverend Dimmesdale, a weak waffling not terribly likable guy. That's kind of the whole point of the novel. Hester's honorable refusal to name him is impressive and by itself could be enough. But the book and the movie imply that she continues to loves Dimmesdale and the world has to ask, "Whhhhyyyy?"
The larger romance question I pondered was, "Does anyone really want to watch a movie where a woman loves a waffling dip?"
Agatha Christie was able to make the relationship work on paper--she has multiple books with weak-willed men managed by tough, practical women, usually to their benefit.
And I would argue that the affable and laid-back hero is incredibly likable! Loid's dry, warm reflections in Spy x Family are far more hilarious and inviting than tough-guy speeches.Loid is, however, impressively competent.
Dimmesdale just seems kind of meandering. NOT the image on the 1995 film poster (if the man behind Demi Moore is supposed to be Dimmesdale).
I didn't watch the 1995 version. I watched the PBS version with Meg Foster as Hester Prynne, Kevin Conway as Chillingworth, and John Heard as Dimmesdale, and the moment I realized that Dimmsedale was played by a young John Heard, I went, "Ohhh. Okay."