I could never swallow the premise that the Red Chinese and an American John Bircher were willing to collaborate so that she could establish a Right-Wing dictatorship in the United States.
I’ve never been able to follow the plot of Marathon Man either. How were Nazi diamonds associated with the suicide of the brothers’ father, and what did the hot babe have to do with it?
I visited my grandparents a lot as a kid, and they subscribed to all the premium cable channels and had no problem putting on whatever when I was around. Commando was one I remember in particular; I must have seen it at age 9 or 10. Another one I don’t know the title of–just that it had some full-frontal male nudity in it (it was not Life of Brian, though there was an amusing incident watching that movie at a friend’s house, with his ultra-religious neighbors walking by at just the right moment).
The Full Monty, pehaps?
Woulda been too late. This was the mid-to-late 80s. Possibly very early 90s.
It might have just been porn. I seem to recall that Cinemax at least showed porn after hours. I didn’t actually watch the movie; I only remember that one scene.
I was about to post, “There was no full frontal male nudity in The Full Monty”, but on reflection, I can’t really remember. I do remember that the climactic scene at the end, when the amateur dancers went “full monty”, was shot from the back, with lights in front, showing only the actors’ silhouettes and perhaps a bit of buttocks.
The older brother, played in the film by Roy Scheider, was the American agent acting as a go-between to deliver the diamonds piecemeal to Christian Szell, played by Laurence Olivier. What the Americans got out of the exchange was Szell’s assistance in tracking down other German fugitives.
When Szell’s brother died it upset the delicate balance of the whole interlocking web of alliances. Szell decided he was going to retrieve the entire cache of diamonds, killing anyone who knew about it. He was paranoid about being ambushed at the bank where they were stored, hence the recurring question, “Is it safe?”.
The woman, played by Marthe Keller, was working for Szell, or maybe Roy Scheider’s boss, who was played by Bill Devane. I’m kind of vague about her motivations now but she was definitely working for one or the other,
My uncle Al took me to see GYPSY, when I was about ten. I remember being fascinated by the scenes of all these attractive women (Natalie Wood!!!) bumping and grinding in a PG sort of way and simultaneously being scared to show my uncle how much I appreciated the spectacle. I should probably see it again, with my uncle safely buried for the past 50 years or so.
What did that have to do with the suicide of the father, and how was Marthe connected to the house?
I remember being afraid of standing up after watching Marilyn Monroe in Some Like It Hot, too. 
The movie version of MARATHON MAN was a mess. The novel’s plot was intricate, and went into motivations pretty well, but the movie really didn’t bother.
Not that this on the subject of this thread, but I gasped (literally) at the climax of the book, which was untranslatable to the screen. (The GASP moment has to do with seeing that one character is actually another character, which you can’t pull off when you’ve got one actor playing both parts all along, if that makes any sense.)
It’s more confusing than the first Mission: Impossible movie, which I hated even after I figured out who blew up the car. I’ve never had the desire to see any of the others. 
The suicide of the father was kind of a MacGuffin. He had been hounded into suicide by accusations of being a traitor, or being some sort of communist by an analogue of the House Un-American Activities Committee. His father’s suicide was the main driver for Babe’s, played by Dustin Hoffman, character. His research was focused on proving that his father was innocent of the charges against him. The father’s suicide was mainly used to propel Babe.
I’m forced to say I don’t really know how Marthe was connected to the house. I just assumed it was sort of a safe house that Szell or his network had in the States.
I’ll have to read the novel sometime and try watching the movie again. Maybe I’ll then be able to make sense of it.
My (very brave) parents took me to Dr. Zhivago when I was very young. Only thing I remember was the frozen machine-gun troops in the snowy wasteland. And the fruity music.
Now? Nice enough movie. Could stand to have an hour or two cut. 
This is Ebert-Level film review, right here!
I saw Airplane! when I was fairly young, although I don’t remember exactly what age. But single digits. Although I think I found some parts of it funny, a lot of it went over my head and I remember being fairly bored through a lot of it. I probably though Leslie Nielsen’s deadpan delivery was actually serious. One thing I definitely remember is that I did not get the joke about Otto Pilot’s “manual inflation tube”.
I also did not get that as a kid. I did, however, see this as a kid on VHS and the turbulence scene was uncut and I was completely stunned!
At Play In the Fields of the Lord?
I think I was about 10 when I saw Rear Window (at a 3rd run neighborhood theater, I’m not actually that old). I got all the suspense parts fine, especially Grace Kelly climbing up into the apartment, but I don’t remember much of anything else. These days I find it hard to watch, because Jimmy Stewart’s character was kind of an asshole.
2001: A Space Odyssey.
At ten years old, I was way too young to understand what I was seeing.
I’m guessing you still are. I mean really, who the fuck knows what that fever-dream ending is all about?