I just gotta share a story.
My dad was transferred to Europe when I was six years old (1965).
We crossed the Atlantic on the SS United States. This ship held the record at the time for the speediest crossing.
Well, I didn't really have any one my age to play with so I went to the theater. The first movie I saw was "The Prime Of Miss Jean Brodie"...and the scene where she was posing on the couch. BARE breast!!! OMG!!!
I was in that theater for 14 hours a day after that until we docked...just waiting for another glimpse.
Three years later on the way home...same ship...same theater...same kid glued to the screen.