I'm all in agreeance with MM on Indiana Jones and the Plexiglas Skull. The whole aliens'n'spaceship plot didn't really work for me, although I hear what you all are saying about it being very apropos for the 50s. The refrigerator scene was funny, sort of? but pretty pointless, and WAY over my suspension-of-disbelief threshhold.

I think for me, part of what I loved about Raiders of the Lost Ark and Last Crusade was the sense of awe and wonder that they made me feel. Finding the Ark of the Covenant, becoming part of the legend of the Holy Grail -- that's good stuff! I'd guess that most of us who make up the target audience for the Indy movies have a basic familiarity with Judeo-Christian stories & symbols and their meanings. This one was mostly about either made-up or very obscure mythology, none of which made a great deal of sense, and so it was much harder for me to connect with the story or feel that same awe.

I have no idea what my first R movie was! Huh. My parents weren't very strict about what my brother and I watched, and it was really easy to get into R-rated movies anyway, so I guess my first one didn't make much of an impression.

I dunno what my first R-rated movie was. I grew up on HBO and have a very early memory (pre-6) of going into the kitchen to ask my mother, who had a friend visiting, why the man and the woman on TV went into a room and took their clothes off. I saw that movie again a couple of years ago and recognized that very same scene and I guess I was lucky that I left the room when I did. Elsewise I would have had some much harder questions for my mother.

I think my first R rated movie was Little Darlings. Or maybe Saturday Night Fever. Blah, don't remember and am too lazy to look up dates.

The first R rated movie I saw in the theater was Rain Man, I think.

My father took me to see Barbarella when I was 9. Yeah. He was a freak.

I guess technically, mine was the Bo Derek Tarzan when I was like 7. But it was at a drive-in with my parents, so I'm pretty sure I fell asleep. I do remember her boobs sticking straight up, though!

When I was working at a local theatre I saw some parents dragging their toddlers and infant into a 9pm showing of Empire, which was so many kinds of wrong. But this was NYC where I once saw a mother and her tiny tots on a train at 3 in the morning like it was no big.

I think mine was Tess. If that wasn't R rated, it should have been, coz no kid should be forced to sit through a Hardy adaptation without fair warning.

I just saw Indy 4 over the weekend and like Miracleman, I was severely disappointed. What.a.piece.of.trash.

I put my head in my hands when we saw the fucking prairie dogs for the 11th time after the nuclear bomb explosion.

The movie never recovered from that in my estimation. I too grumbled at the monkeys, the aliens, the waterfalls, the ants(!), invincible Indy who never got bloodied, the introduction of the FBI for no discernible reason.

Man. Glad that movie experience is over.

le nubian, I'm so glad that I'm not the only one peeved to see the abundance of prairie dogs (especially since they were fake!).

Did I mention yet that the next day after seeing Indy I went for a hike through some giant anthills? Yes? It bears repeating. They bit me. I was wearing sandals. My ankle still itches.