I am watching Mary Reilly.

I am watching Mary Reilly.

God. What a transfixing, bewitching, beautiful movie. I know perfectly well that it’s, objectively, not the best movie ever… but I can’t take my eyes off it. Every time a commercial comes on, I find myself jumping up and down and yelling.

As some of my older friends will tell you, my love affair with the Jekyll & Hyde story is not new. As Bill might tell you, my personal connection with the concept of the story has only recently become important. And, as I might tell you myself, neither John Malkovitch nor Julia Roberts fall into my list of favorite actors. And yet, somehow, I’m here watching the end of the movie rather than out like I’d originally planned. I still can’t figure it out.