I find I have the greatest success in wresting control of the remote control away from hisband when he is physically out of town. (My viewing of Penelope the other night occurred under such circumstances.)
Earlier tongiht I managed to find my DVD copy of the The Illusionst, which had been hiding on the top shelf of my closet next to all seven seasons of Buffy. Man, do I ever love this film. Even on the first viewing it had me at "hello." My favorite bits: the sepia tones, Edward Norton's mane of black hair, that little locket with the hidden mechanism, the simultaneous allusion and foreshadowing in Eisenheim's offer to make his lady love disappear, the subtlety of the dialogue and the acting, and--*sigh*--the happy ending.
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