It's not even that rude.
In fact, it doesn't even need the word 'that' in the sentence, it's just not rude.

But there was an image that seared itself onto my young brain with such force that it created a direct link to my groin that to this day is still functioning. It's the sexiest movie scene of all time and I can picture it now as clear as the day I first saw it. It's not The Postman Always Rings Twice. It's not Don't Look Now, It's not Ursula Andress walking out of the sea in Dr No or Bo Derek walking along the beach in 10. Nope, it's not the start of Betty Blue or Kelly Le Brock being bought to life at the start of Weird Science. Nope, the first thing I can remember that caused me to become vividly and uncomfortably aware of what my penis is for is from The Man With Two Brains.


Yes, I became a man the moment Kathleen Turner pressed the button on her hospital bed, raised herself up and shoved her tongue down Steve Martin's throat.



(also, a year later, when Michael Douglas landed face down between her thighs in Romancing The Stone...well...christ, you don't want to know what that did for me).
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Thu 11 Aug 2011, 14:04, 1 reply)

It's even better......
....in War of the Roses when she's dancing in the rain storm. :)
( Evil Bastardo, Thu 11 Aug 2011, 14:41, closed)