In Anthony Minghella’s 1990 film, “Truly Madly Deeply,” one of the great weepies in cinematic history, a bereaved woman (Juliet Stevenson) is visited by the ghost of her dead, cello-playing boyfriend (Alan Rickman). It doesn’t go well. He brings friends over. She asks: “Are you telling me there are dead people in my living room watching videos?”
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