I have this thing I do, when Mrs. Film Geek and I actually make it to a theater, that's designed to embarrass her. With my best dumb guy voice-- and, believe it or not, I can really sound like a dumb guy!--I purposely confuse the movie title or it's stars when I order the tickets.
For example, when we went to see Beloved (1998), starring The Big O.
[Dumb guy] "Two to see the Opal Winston movie, please."
Sure, it's goofy. But sometimes it makes her laugh. And, it keeps the romance sizzlin' at home.
I wish we had picked another movie instead. Beloved, which starred Danny Glover and Thandie Newton in addition to Opal--uh, I mean Oprah--was just god-awful. Winfrey played Sethe, a former slave who moved after the Civil War to a farm in southern Ohio. Glover co-starred as a friend, Paul, who happened upon her and was invited to move in. Newton's character, Beloved, arrived unexpectedly about the same time strange poltergeist-type occurrences began on the farm. The character was almost absurd: she moved in a herky-jerky sort of way, had to be taught to speak and had the affect of a zombie. Turns out she may have been the ghost of Sethe's dead daughter.
In addition, the popcorn sucked that night. It was cold, greasy and not salty enough.
The only good thing about the flick was that it was a serious stumbling block for the otherwise ultra-successful Winfrey. It probably kept her from making another feature.
It still haunts me.