A service which creates holographic projections of late family members allows an elderly woman to spend time with a younger version of her deceased husband.
I expected _Marjorie Prime_ to present me with some sort of philosophical quandary, however, I expected that quandary to relate to the standard robot stuff: Identity, humanity, what it means to be alive, that old chestnut. Instead, _Marjorie Prime_ philosophises about memory, and beyond that, truth.
Still doesn't stop it from being pretty crap though.
_Final rating:★★ - Had some things that appeal to me, but a poor finished product._