A riff on Nathaniel Hawthorne's classic metaphysical short story via a latter day rewrite by E L Doctorow, told from the perspective of the husband who disappears. Had some interesting angles, and making him as unsympathetic as he is (very, for the most part) worked well and in a feminist fashion. But it kind of dragged as it went on, the close-mic noirish narration starting to grate, the internal journey he goes through not entirely convincing or satisfying, even though Bryan Cranston seems well into it.
(plane viewing #4)
(plane viewing #4)
