On a somewhat related note, I once wondered aloud to a co-worker (planning her upcoming nuptials) why so few people ever chose Aqualung as incidental music for their weddings.
Comic books.
A… few years ago, a guy took me to see *The Accused * (the film where Jodie Foster is gang-raped in an extremely un-sexy way). Needless to say, there was no boinking that night. Said fellow recently told me that he still (nearly twenty years later) can’t even think about that film without cringing in shame and feeling like a complete idiot.
Not true! I met my husband in a comic book store.
What’s the consensus on Women-in-Prison movies?
I can’t imagine any woman wanting to have sex after returning from this movie.
Worked in True Romance, but now that I think of it, she was paid ahead of time.
Harry’s Circumcision by Lou Reed will not get you laid and may well result in double suicide! The final disappointment indeed.