When I was gainfully employed as a professional movie critic, I would invariably receive a phone call for an adult identified as a parent asking about the content of a certain movie.
Also invariably, that parent would be concerned about only the sexual content of the film, especially nudity and, to a lesser degree and by extension, language.
Whenever I would ask if they were concerned about violence, they weren't.
In short, no sex please, we're American.
Historically, this attitude makes perfect sense if you think about it.
This country, after all, was founded by, to put it bluntly, a bunch of violent puritans - seriously sexually repressed people who had no problem picking up a gun and blowing the head off someone.
This attitude was imprinted on our country more than two hundred years ago and it still prevails.
Perhaps this explains why the parents who sit on the board of the Motion Picture Association of America, like most Americans, are more uptight about nudity and simulated sex in movies than they are about grotesque, wholesale violence.
It also explains why, politically-speaking, this country gets more upset by a sexual indiscretion than with war.
It's sick, yes, but it's what makes America ... America.
(Artwork: Charles Bronson, oui. Bridget Bardot, non!)
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