i watched Eve’s Bayou with my Dad. we both wanted to just sit back, relax and watch an interesting movie. it turned out to be obscene and uncomfortable to say the least!:dubious:
There’s that time I took my mom to see Deep Throat.
OK, maybe not. 
BAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
You so win.
Once while my parents were visiting, before renting videos was a common thing for them, we rented The Bad Leutenient, in which Harvey Keitell (sp?) is indeed a very bad leutenient. It starts off with some bad stuff, and I assumed that was the worst, and kept the tape rolling, and it just got worse from there on.
:eek:
Gotta concur here.
My parents are totally cool and I have watched any number of movies with sex scenes with them. In fact, when my mom asked a close family friend if she’d seen Like Water for Chocolate, mentioning that she and I had watched it together, our friend was horrified that she would allow me to watch a movie with such graphic sex scenes. My mom told me this and we laughed and her prudishness. I think I was about sixteen at the time.
That said, I had to walk out of the room about halfway through Clerks. It’s a good movie, but I could not watch it with my parents. Nuh uh. No way.
That was a masturbation scene? :eek:
I saw Quills with my grandmother. I saw All About My Mother with my mother. I saw Blue Velvet on my father’s urging and saw Mulholland Drive with him.
I planned to see Secretary with my grandmother. I’ve never been so thankfull for someone being sick and not being able to go out in my life. There was an elderlly couple in the theatre and they walked out after 40 minutes. 40 minutes into the film you haven’t even gotten around to the ass spanking scene.
Yesterday me and my sister went to see a comedy called The Normals. I sat beside my granny and sister beside my mother. One of the biggest jokes is an argument on wether the husbands penis is of an appropriate size for the wife’s vaginal cavity. That’s the term they use on the flick AND that’s before the couple feigns having sex in front of a priest.
Amazingly we all liked it and laughed a lot.
The Graduate on Television for the first time. Watched with the P’s at their friends house. The daughters of the house were forbidden to watch, but they turned the movie on anyway, in secret. So we watched it and I watched it, my folks came in and were cool with it(they hadn’t seen it yet ). They left, then her parents caught us and yelled at her. And then at my parents.
The old Yellers They’re still good friends going on 50 years.
Man, Dustin Hoffman was hot then!!!
I saw Dona Flor and her Two Husbands with my father. Very explicit sex scenes, and very uncomfortable.
I got paid back for the embarassment in entertainment value years later when I saw Jewel of the Nile with him. He hadn’t seen Romancing the Stone, so halfway through he movie he leaned over to me and said, out of the side of his mouth, “What’s this movie about?”
My Mom loved horror movies and my Dad hated them so whenever a new one came out I was drafted to go with her to see it
One comes to mind…we saw An American Werewolf In London together
Remember the scene in the porno theatre? Or David and the nurse(can’t think of her name) boinking earlier?
I think this was the last R movie we ever saw together
Thank God!
I’m fairly certain of it.
The scene immediately prior:
(from http://www.hundland.com/scripts/Pleasantville.htm)
BETTY: What’s sex?
JENNIFER:You sure you want to know this?
BETTY: Yes.
JENNIFER: Okay.
JENNIFER (CONT): You see Mom… (softer and with understanding)
When two people like each other very much…
Betty looks at her and nods…
…
JENNIFER: You okay?
BETTY: Yes… (softly) It’s just that…
JENNIFER: What?
BETTY: Well… (looking up) …Your father would never do anything like that.
JENNIFER: Oh. Hmm… (whisper/woman to woman) Well, Mom…there’s ways to “enjoy” yourself without Dad.
…
Then from there she’s moaning in the bathtub, building (as the script says) “Faster… Harder… More intense…” until the tree explodes, in color. (which at that point in the movie, I think was only linked to sexual awakening.)
Of course, I could have some sort of weird Joan Allen fantasy… but I’m pretty sure that’s what’s going on.
:eek:
Gotta concur here. **
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We still never speak of it. We’ll reminisce about their visit that time and all the fun things we did…then move on to something else.
My Brother-in-Law gives me grief about it, though. “Should we get your nephews and watch Reqiuem for a Dream?” :o
Gee, let’s see…
There was the time I convinced my parents to watch Trainspotting. Mom didn’t make it all the way through, but dad did, God bless him.
Then there was the time that my mom took her church group to see Pulp Fiction because she heard Travolta was really great in it!
Damn, I wish I’d been there! 
You’re right. And…
Didn’t the tree catch fire?
Not nearly as bad as Dooku’s experience, but watching “Animal House” with the in-laws was a bit awkward during the Bluto-peeping-Tom scene and the scene at the Delta House where Tom Hulce goes upstairs with Karen Allen and she passes out and the little devil and angel characters pop up on his shoulder with the devil character saying “F*ck her, go ahead.”
Lotta silence around that scence, though they laughed well through most of it.
No, no. Karen Allen was Tim Matheson’s girlfriend. Tom Hulce was with the underage checkout girl from the grocery store (with the tissue paper-stuffed bra) who passed out drunk on his bed.
The Man who Fell to Earth was David Bowie ocassionally spouting meaningless babble punctuated by unending sex scenes. At least, that’s what it seemed like with my father sitting there watching it with me.
Watching Pink Floyd: The Wall with my mom was a bit uncomfortable, as well.
Of course, she’s the one who called me downstairs to come watch The Shining (when I was 10) and A Clockwork Orange (at 13), so I shouldn’t feel that self-conscious.
Yeah, when I said:
explodes, in color. I didn’t mean it “was suddenly filled color.” I meant, “it burst into flame. And the flame was in color.”
Oh, and I forgot to add that my grandmother took me to see The Blue Lagoon when it was out in theaters, I guess I was about 10 or 12. Icky.