Karen Edmisten wrote a little blurb yesterday about an article she read about decorating with books. There's a little thread about this sort of thing in a British movie called "Martha, Meet Frank, Daniel and Laurence." A shallow young music exec confesses to his new crush that his decorator did exactly that in his home (it's gotta be old books), and she challenges him to grow a little by taking them all down, reading them one at a time and putting them back on the shelves. (The relevant part is from about 2:24 to 3:55.)
He's not the lead (and she is) so he tries to take her advice but doesn't do too well. But it's a very human little scenario--she planted a seed.
Thought I'd share.
(Its American title is "The Very Thought of You." I fell in love with it as a young wife. There's some troublesome conversation and language, especially in the unedited version, but the onscreen action is clean. It's available from Netflix.)