The case for watching the same thing over and over again

I know that everyone has been excited (or possibly horrified, pick your poison) at the lockdown restrictions being eased, but the sheltering in place hasn't been a problem for me. I have been outside twice in the past two months, not including the times I have taken the bins out. In fact, I have been struggling a bit with my Crohn's disease for a while, so I am doing classic invalid things like drinking half a glass of diluted fruit juice at breakfast. Undiluted fruit juice is too much for my fragile constitution.

And, in my spare time, I have been lying in bed looking pale and wan, and engaging in my favourite comfort pastime: rewatching and listening to things that I have watched and listened to many, many times before.