In the cinema. It was like Sex and the City all over again, only this time the big hair was matted and unkempt and the assembled horde had balls and body odour issues. You could hear a pin drop when the Vangelis soundtrack kicked in over the opening credits, and fuck me if the nerds didn't start a sloppy, mortifying round of applause when the film ended.
My favourite scene remains the one where Rachael looses her hair as she sits over the piano. It makes me curl my toes with sexy happiness.
Oh, and Rutger Hauer prancing around in his knickers like a man possessed. He's pretty ridey for a robot.
My favourite scene remains the one where Rachael looses her hair as she sits over the piano. It makes me curl my toes with sexy happiness.
Oh, and Rutger Hauer prancing around in his knickers like a man possessed. He's pretty ridey for a robot.
