Harry & Meghan’s Hollywood move shows their narcissism again

The world’s biggest navel-gazers have finally hooked a buzzy new project.

Prince Harry and Meghan Markle have acquired the film rights to the New York Times bestselling novel “Meet Me at the Lake,” by Carley Fortune, which cost a cool $3 million.

They’ll be developing it for Netflix who, back in 2020, inked the couple to a multi-year $100 million deal.

Is this pivot from focusing on themselves into fiction some sort of redemption?

We all knew the juice had been squeezed out of the lemon after “Spare,” the gag-inducing “Harry & Meghan” docu-series and a failed $20 million “Spotify” deal — in which they failed to produce anything beyond Meghan’s podcast ode to her personal grievances, with bonus celebrity guests.

Could this new move be proof that Harry and Meghan, who are in a rebrand effort under the hand of WME honcho Ari Emmanuel, are finally turning the corner after their high-priced, high-ego failures to launch?

Hardly. It simply underscores their narcissism.

Choosing this romantic novel, which mirrors a fair amount of their own biographies, is yet another sign of the couple’s self-centered and boring devotion to the themes that keep them atop the throne of victimhood.

According to Deadline, the book’s plot points include “childhood trauma, including losing a parent in a car crash” — shades of tragic Princess Diana — as well as “mental health challenges and post-natal depression.”

The story, which is about two 30somethings falling in love, also has a broken friendship (hello, Jessica Mulroney, who Markle reportedly dumped “to look woke“) and takes place in and around Toronto, where Markle’s old TV show “Suits” was filmed.

Sounds eerily familiar. The only thing missing is a fight with a sister-in-law over flower girl dresses and a sit down with a talk-show host named Moprah Minfrey.

This choice shows the Sussexes’ keen inability to even consider a world beyond their own “lived experiences.”

The boring but handsomely paid pair are now simply laundering their own carefully crafted tales through someone else’s work of fiction.

Great storytellers can channel others’ points of views with empathy, summon imagination and create worlds most of us couldn’t imagine.

But Harry and Meghan, who find themselves endlessly fascinating, are always trekking down the same trails within their own bubble.

At this point, they seem like aspiring reality stars — wannabe Snookies and Sandovals — just itching for more of their agenda to be projected on the boob tube. But they’re now doing it through veiled methods to give them respectability.

Trauma influencer Prince Harry couldn’t get his preposterous podcast idea — diving into the childhoods of Trump and Putin — on the air for Spotify. Meghan’s animated series “Pearl” about a “young girl who learns to step into her power” was nixed by Netflix.

Even the couple’s latest image makeover —  much needed after their professional bombs and shamefully exaggerated tale in May, when they claimed to have been in a “near-catastrophic” paparazzi chase — has featured their greatest hits: entitlement and a lack of personal accountability.

In a People magazine cover story last week, a source defended the pair, saying the Spotify deal sputtered out because they were “given no formal lay of the land to kick things off, so they were already on unsteady footing even before the ink was dry.”

Besides it being oddly similar to Meghan’s assertion that the royals didn’t prepare her for royal life, it uses the word “given.” Therein lies their great assumption: They’d be handed everything along with a bag of cash.

If most people were paid that kind of scratch despite having no experience, they would make it a mission to figure out the lay of the land on their own.

The lone project that shows any promise is “The Heart of Invictus,” which will reportedly be out later this month on Netflix. I expect it to about the wounded warriors — their grit, determination and athletic triumph after life-altering injuries. It’s likely not about Harry.

At least I pray it’s not.

If this were pro sports, Harry and Meghan would have been cut from the team a long time again and mercilessly mocked as busts.

But to be kind to the busts, they had to do something remarkable to make it to the big leagues in the first place.