Movies you wish you never saw with your parent(s)

[Hometownboy]

*Originally posted by Walloon *
**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. **

:smack: Of course! It’s that walking and chewing gum thing. Somedays I just can’t seem to master the combination. It’s the moral equivalent of posting from hazy memory.

[And_that_s_the_bottom_line]

*Originally posted by Beadalin *
**This might not seem so bad, but it you’d met my mom and grandmother, you’d understand. Mom and Fran (my grandma) wanted to rent something funny and lighthearted, and asked me for my recommendations. Remembering only how fun the songs and choreography were, I suggested Grease. Good God. I’d totally forgotten about the condom thing, and the pregnancy false alarm, and moreover that Fran lived through the period of greasers and held them in utter contempt.

Ah, what a fun time that was. I wound up jumping up and turning off the tape, and still get questions from my mom about why I’d picked that one (some 12 years later). Yay me! **

I don’t know Bead, the time Pat and I rented From Dusk Till Dawn and you and Mom came back early from going out to see a movie (I think it was “Little Women” in Des Moines) and Mom got to see the second half of the movie was damn uncomfortable. Then there was the time I thought Mom and Dad would enjoy seeing The Cider House Rules. Yes, watching prolonged scenes about incest and abortion with your parents is extremely pleasant. That was the last time I ever recommended a movie to Mom and Dad without watching it myself first. Although, this is not with parents, there was the time Keith and I rented Wild Things, and the Wife came home a little earlier than expected. That was an uncomfortable hour or so.

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American Pie 2
in theatres… :smack:

[Beadalin]

The time Pat and I rented From Dusk Till Dawn and you and Mom came back early from going out to see a movie (I think it was “Little Women” in Des Moines) and Mom got to see the second half of the movie was damn uncomfortable.

Oh my God, I know. “Damn uncomfortable” doesn’t begin to describe… imagine me bringing mom over (after a Jane Austen movie, no less-- I think it was Emma) to the apartment of a man she’s met once and doesn’t seem to like, to see naked boobs everywhere and hear lots of swearing. Also 'splosions.

“Why didn’t you turn off the tape?” I say.
“Because it wasn’t over yet!” He says. He and his mom will watch absolutely anything together with no embarrassment. Seriously.