Romancing the Stone ★★★

This PG film features multiple swears, numerous gun fights, and at least one clear shot of a water-soaked, nipple-revealing shirt. Having not seen this since maybe 1987, I barely remembered any of it. I am left to wonder what, if anything, my mom frantically fast-forwarded past, so as not to spoil my young naïveté.

I also wonder why I never thought before how much Kathleen Turner reminds me of Florence Pugh (or vice versa).