This movie was my first formative taste of Rickman. I saw this film in company with my parents and several aunts and uncles in the theater when it came out, because going to movies en masse is one of the ways my family shows love.

I particularly love the details of this film. The reproduction of the Rosina painting on their wall, depicting the duet for piano and cello, which also hung in my childhood home, the bits of stage magic, the realism of the much-mourned-for lover being just as difficult in death as in life.

I really enjoyed your review of this. I haven't seen the movie since I was 19 or so, but this brings it all visibly back to the front of my mind.