I watched The Lighthouse with my dad a few years ago and I think that was the most awkward movie watching situation I’ve been in. We decided to watch it because it had Willem Dafoe on it, a positive rating, and it was on a streaming service he had. It’s not really a spoiler but the movie has multiple scenes with a focus on masturbation. Neither of us turned it off because we kept assuming that was the last of it and we would have had to get up for the remote.
One night I was re-watching Almodovar’s “Átame!” (“Tie Me Up! Tie Me Down!” in English) and my older sister came in and sat to watch.
As I’d seen it before, I knew a very, very long and graphic sex scene was coming, so I got up and went to the bathroom.
When I returned, only after I was well and fully sure that scene was over, my sister said - “I’m so glad you walked out right when you did”, yeah no kidding, I did it on purpose.
Now for a friend of mine… his family are born-again Christians, it was his turn to pick a movie that night, and he’d chosen “Easy Rider”, yeah, this guy could be completely oblivious like that.
After an hour and change of uneasy watching with a palpable tension in the air… the acid kicked in… in the New Orleans raised cemetery. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back, that’s when the yelling started in my friend’s living room.