Beaming Manchester by the Sea from a $25 projector onto my bedroom ceiling.
Yeah, yeah—probably not how Kenneth Lonergan imagined it screened. But lying flat in bed, snow-covered New England tragedy playing above you like a planetarium of sadness? Peak comfort right there.
My setup gives me the Criterion vibes for pocket change—with head comfy on a pillow.
I used to do the shitty bedroom projector thing as well, it was a very cosy way to enjoy a film. Mine had awful colour accuracy and terrible brightness so could only be used late at night.