For a first date movie with the woman I have married, I went to the movie store looking for something tame.
I was farm sitting at my mothers house (rural Maine) and the "local" movie store was 15 minutes away and was in a double wide trailer that the proprietor also lived in. Needless to say there wasn't much selection. Mostly action and horror, no drama or foreign films, and the occasional comedy. The comedy selection consisted of movies like "cannon ball run" and the like along with a bunch of Monty Pithon.
I didn't know Monty Python except that my dad thought they were funny and I vaguely remember them on PBS growing up. Vaugely.....
My movie criteria was something without a lot of sex or violence that wasn't too sappy.
I picked up Monty's "The meaning of Life" and headed back to the farm to cook.
She came by just after I got the cows fed, and we had supper. I put the movie in and we quickly saw what we were in for. It was a little much for both of us. We made it through much random and wanton blodletting, a crazy sex education scene at the catholic high school, but when it came to the "every sperm is sacred" song with the catholic mom popping out the babies while washing the dishes and wading through her mass of children we stopped the movie, and broke into my stepfathers southern fried rock record collection.
That was my last Monty Python movie.
