Bad, Bad Friday: Circa 1992. Picture it. Fredonia, NY, 1992. Good Friday.

Two friends and I decide to go to a movie at the fancy newish still to our small town Movieplex 59. (Named after exit 59 off the NYS Thruway)

What movie do we go to see on Good Friday?

Basic Instinct. Yep. And this is about as bad as this goody-two-shoes got back in the day. (Don’t drink, don’t smoke, what do you do?) And you have no idea how guilty I felt at the time. I thought for sure I was going to hell.

Ah, innocence. I also can’t remember anything about this movie at all, except Sharon Stone was in it and well, there was that one famous scene (that I still don’t know that I caught at the time.)