What seriously angers you?
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. . .here are my thoughts.
What seriously angers you?
Before I watch a movie, I explore its details: run-time, cast, IMDb rating, MPA rating (G, PG, PG-13, R, NC-17), etc. And, of course, I’ll watch the trailer. After all, if I have to listen to Kate Winslet’s poor American accent, I at least want to be sure the film’s not going to last 3.5 hours. If it is lengthy, I’d prefer it be “Rated R.” This foretells the likelihood of the finer gender in a bit of undress at some point. The MPA system even lists more in-depth descriptions of their ratings. For example:
Rated R for pervasive language, some graphic nudity, drug use, and some strong graphic violence
The above warning points toward the promise of at least a single, solitary nipple of a bare female breast. Or perhaps the nude, rear view of a callipygian beauty. Occasionally, though, no nude female form appears on screen. I can’t currently recall the title of any such film—my anger at such a deceit long overwhelming my memory of the film’s name, let alone the majority of its contents. My mind’s eye, instead, permanently ingrained with only the sight of that hairy dude’s cock and balls.