Saw BOOGIE NIGHTS. With my mother. In the theater.
What in the fuck was I thinking?
I forgot to say that when my mother took me to see Basic Instinct, I’m pretty sure that she knew what she was getting into and she was just fine watching the movie. I on the other hand could not enjoy myself, or the movie, while sitting next to her.
There was one other time we started to watch something, which this time, neither of us were prepared for what would happen. We rented The Groove Tube I think it was. First scene, a man chases a woman through the park, both stripping along the way until they’re both buck naked. Next, a clown, after acting like, well, a clown, tells all the parents to leave the room, then, after a second, starts reading a sex scene from a book. At this point I ask my mother if I should take out the tape, and she says yes, I should.
Even better then The Rapture? 
1979, (I’m 19) Mom wants to see “The Jerk”. During the scene where a letter home is being read out loud,Mom asks me “Whats a blowjob?” :eek: " I don’t know"
Funny enough, its happened more often in reverse with me. Not that I was shocked by the content of the movies she watches, but simply shocked finding out that she, my conservative midwestern mother, back in the day was totally into The Rocky Horror Picture Show and (after a life time of telling me to focus on schoolwork and warning me against alcohol consumption) suggesting I watch Animal House before I moved out for college.
I think you just answered your own question.
Kiss of the Spider Woman with my dad when I was 14. The sex scene with Raul Julia and William Hurt is dark, but they talk about what they are doing “lift your leg” etc. Fucking Yikes. I think this doesn’t quite count but my Mom walked by while me and some friends were watching a John Waters movie and there was full frontal male nudity right at that point. Try explaining ironic nudity to a lawyer who is your mom, to this day I think she thinks we were watching porn and I was bullshitting to cover up.
Not sexual, but…
I saw Gattaca for the first time with my mom and younger sister. During the scene near the end when the two brothers took to the water for a swimming race much like they’d done when they were younger, I was sitting there with tears in my eyes, marveling at how the movie was scaling its emotional apex, when my feminine familials piped up:
“Swimming around like little boys! Absolutely ridiculous.”
“Yeah, totally.”
I know they’re family and all, but right there and then I’d have signed any “disownment” papers you’d have thrown at me. I mean, seriously! Gaah.
My ex bought Revenge of the Nerds and we played it when my parents were over to watch movies. Mom watched it but you could tell it wasn’t her cup of tea. Wasn’t mine either for that matter!
I don’t remember the title of it, but at some point in my late teens/early 20s, I saw some murder-mystery, thriller type movie in which a couple has phone sex, both of them masturbating with oranges. Kind of icky (and sticky!) in any case, but watching this with Mom and Dad gave it that extra-special little kick of weirdness.
Much later on (this past spring, actually) when my parents came by for a visit, Mom looked over my DVDs and expressed an interest in seeing Wilde, which is about Oscar Wilde and his relationship with Bosie. I warned her that this film contained “naked guys and gay stuff.” I said it three times, just to be certain that she and Dad understood what they were going to see before I put in the DVD. And Mom was pretty much okay with it (Naked Jude Law is not an unwelcome sight to a 60+ lady), but I really could have done without Dad stamping around the room, snorting, and otherwise expressing his distress every time there was… well… naked guys and gay stuff.
My Mom, my sister and myself went to see Dragonslayer on the spur of the moment when something else was sold out. The scene where Peter MacNicol discovers that the female lead is in fact a girl while they are swimming. Mom was shocked, I was burning the image into my memory and remembering other movie boobies from Stir Crazy. She later admitted the scene was funny, but told every one about the movie with the same comment, “It was a good movie, but there’s one scene that they didn’t need to put in there.”
My parents got my grandfather to take me to see Sudden Impact since I wouldn’t stop whining to see it. We didn’t speak the entire time, and I wanted to disappeared completely during the scene with the thug and the topless girl (hooker?).
The only time my mom, my stepdad, my sister, and myself went to the movies together was to see Howard The Duck. Not embarassing like most of the posts, but the movie stunk so bad I would gladly skip this one bonding moment to have missed that flick. Plus I had that damned awful theme song in my head for a week.
I was fourteen when The Rocky Horror Picture Show first came out on video. I had rented it a few times, so my father knew I really liked it. When Christmas came around that year, he bought the video and gave it to me as a gift. I don’t think he would have done that if he’d known anything about it at all; he just knew I liked it. At this time, my father and I were living with my maternal grandparents (my mother had died a few years before). One night soon after Christmas, my father was gone somewhere for the evening and my grandparents thought it might be fun for all of us to watch a movie together. I had quite a collection, so I went back to my room to pick something out. For God-only-knows what reason, I picked Rocky Horror. I mean, I’d seen the thing a million times and I knew perfectly well what was in it. I really don’t know what I could have been thinking. I guess maybe my enthusiasm for the film blinded me to the possibility that others – especially the elderly – would find the story of a “sweet transvestite” distasteful. My grandmother wasn’t impressed much by it, to say the least, but she didn’t really have much to say, except, “That movie had no plot or point to it.”
A friend of mine went to see The Crying Game with his grandmother. Now anytime one of us wants to ask the other about a movie’s potential to offend the more conservative members of our families, we ask, “Is it a grandmother movie or not?”
I had a David Lynch moment with my mom too. We would watch Twin Peaks together every week, and when the movie came out, we went to see it together.
Well, talk about uncomfortable. I was maybe 13 or 14, and here I am in the theater sitting next to my mother when Laura, some other girl [I think it may have been Donna] and two guys are sitting at a table in One Eyed Jack’s when one of the guys disappears under the table and Laura starts moaning and groaning. As if I wasn’t uncomfortable enough already, my mom extended her left arm and covered my eyes with her hand. I couldn’t wait to get out of there.
I caught Eyes Wide Shut with my mom. Kinda rough, something that alternates that much between excruciatingly boring and excruciatingly embarassing. I mean, my mom dosen’t seem to be offended by much, but it was a little uncomfortable.
Fasten your seatbelts. I was THIS close to watching “Flesh and Blood” with my mum. wipes sweat off forhead
I mean, when I thought of Rutger Hauer in a medieval flick, I thought it’d be something like “Ladyhawke”.
But I think my prents were really cool about the PG 15-18 stuff when me and my sis were kids. They’d basically turn it into a joke. 'You girls go see if the lights aren’t onin the kitchen" “Is that the dog trying to get back from the garden, girls go check!” Of course lots of giggles would then ensure and the hilarity lasted long enough till the adult scene was over.
As for violent, serious stuff, I find myself often more chockable than my parents ever were.
I mean shockable. [must be craving chocolate, or something]
I saw Do The Right Thing with my grandma. She was really cool about it and actually liked the movie. However, I was a bit embarrased by the ice/nude scene.
**SPOILERS *** (but it’s a horrible movie and I don’t recommend it anyway)
When I was in High School, one of my friends was coming to hang out and stay the night. I asked my parents to go and pick up Dangerous Game from the only video store in town that carried it. They only had the unrated version, btw. While I was at school, they watched it. Then when I came home, they told me they had watched it. I wish I’d never ever known. It was as bad as if I’d been watching it with them. Images of Madonna’s naked bum, boobs, her screaming as she’s being raped, her pubes, and taking it doggie-style from some ugly dude, not to mention all the cocaine use and violence, flashed through my mind like a slide show in one instant. My stomach was in my feet.
Well, I have been a considerable anime fan since my early teen years. So one day, when I was 16, my father, knowing my tastes, sees an anime video when he is renting movies for our family movie night at the local video store, and decides to rent it. The anime? * The Legend of the Overfiend. * That was akward. (For those not familar with this title, it is one of the classics of tentacle porn.)
When I was 16 or 17, I rented Kids and watched it, and went :eek:
The next day, I came home and my parents were about 20 minutes into it. I was extremely uncomfortable and bumbled around the house doing chores and avoiding eye contact while I tried to think of an excuse to leave.