I hate censoring movies for my parents.
You know you should consider popping in Hoosiers or the like when, in the very first scene, as Neo wakes up--FULLY DRESSED--in bed with Trinity, your father cringes and says, "Is this the scene? Fast-forward, please."
I mean, I know everyone was mildly disturbed by the Zion orgy/sex scene, so he'd heard about it. But Jesus. What is it that makes a guy in a trenchcoat kicking two hundred Hugo Weavings in the head acceptable family entertainment, while a five-second view of Carrie-Anne Moss' hips is not?
You know you should consider popping in Hoosiers or the like when, in the very first scene, as Neo wakes up--FULLY DRESSED--in bed with Trinity, your father cringes and says, "Is this the scene? Fast-forward, please."
I mean, I know everyone was mildly disturbed by the Zion orgy/sex scene, so he'd heard about it. But Jesus. What is it that makes a guy in a trenchcoat kicking two hundred Hugo Weavings in the head acceptable family entertainment, while a five-second view of Carrie-Anne Moss' hips is not?
