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.
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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.
I was about to post that I had little recollection of any movies I saw between Cinderella and Wayne's World, but I actially saw Tess... on a friends HBO Which actually inspired a lifelong love of Hardy!