I'm eagerly awaiting arrival of the DVD set of the 1970 BBC production The Six Wives of Henry VIII, which should arrive any day now.
I've been getting an "average" of one DVD or DVD set a week the past several months, which encompasses both movies and music.
Two years ago, if anyone had suggested I'd be doing this, I would've said the person was nuts; it being impossible, it wasn't anything likely to happen.
And then the world turned upside down (May 2015) and nothing's been the same since.
After the six wives gets here, I'll order a DVD of the 2002 Russian movie Taras Bulba; ostensibly it's a Vladimir Putin propaganda piece, but what I saw of it on youtube, I didn't see any of that in it.
I decided I'm not going to waste my time "researching" Hollywood epics on youtube; they're always disappointments. This week, I watched Tripoli Action (1950) and Bengal Rifles (1954) which turned out grievous disappointments.
Row-mance surfeited both of them.
That's apparently what Hollywood used to do with movies; inject romance even where it wasn't really appropriate for a story.
Just like anybody and everybody else, I like romance.....in its place.