Some of the cool kids were talking about White Men Can’t Jump when it came out back in first grade. I petitioned by dad to take me, and somehow he reluctantly did. I believe that was the only R rated movie he took me to growing up. Unless you count the Matrix 7-8 years later. I don’t remember much about it besides a money jar, Woody Harrelson failing to dunk, and the shower sex scene. I think that was a little uncomfortable for my dad. In hindsight, I bet none of those other kids actually saw the movie.