This movie could have easily taken the penile dysfunction main theme in a very obvious route by plastering a flaccid penis all over the screen and titling it The Man with the Flaccid Penis. Fortunately, the director chose to take it in a more subtle direction. Instead of showing a flaccid penis, he eludes to one in numerous ways, such as having a mother--
Okay, we won't go there.
Skipping right along, what was up with that high-cheekboned gal that shows up here and there, even coming out of the ocean with a stringer of fish and dressed as a ninja to kill someone, then stripping to her standard yellow blouse outfit? Not that I'm complaining. Because nothing shouts (subtly) penile dysfunction quite like a high-cheekboned gal coming out of the ocean with a stringer of fish and dressed as a ninja to kill someone.
I need to check Wikipedia to see if they have a write-up.
Okay, we won't go there.
Skipping right along, what was up with that high-cheekboned gal that shows up here and there, even coming out of the ocean with a stringer of fish and dressed as a ninja to kill someone, then stripping to her standard yellow blouse outfit? Not that I'm complaining. Because nothing shouts (subtly) penile dysfunction quite like a high-cheekboned gal coming out of the ocean with a stringer of fish and dressed as a ninja to kill someone.
I need to check Wikipedia to see if they have a write-up.
I'm nobody's pony.