"The Fisher King" (1991)
It's possible that I'm permanently scarred
by the brief love scene from "Moscow on the Hudson" I glimpsed one afternoon on
the television. "Please, God," I vowed, "May I never have to see Robin Williams'
man-pelt again."
God apparently has a sense of humor.
Though I haven't had to gaze upon Mork's fur sweater, I have had to see the
hairy devil himself dance naked in Central Park, in a dimly lit scene from
1991's "Fisher King," where Williams plays a crazy transient in search of the
Holy Grail.
The bottom line: He would have been better off hunting for a pair of pants
that fit.
"Like Water for Chocolate" (1993)
Don't get me wrong. I loved this
movie. Any plot based on unrequited love, which is almost always nudity-free,
appeals to a prude.
Alas, the operative word here is almost. "Like Water for Chocolate," released
in 1992, has a nude scene that is not only long but also worrisome.
Poor Tita never gets to marry her one, true love. Instead, she pours her
passion into the food she cooks.
Her dishes make people cry, laugh and -- in one case -- strip naked, set an
outhouse on fire with body heat alone, then run through the desert until being
scooped onto the saddle of a passing bandit's horse.
In the throes of passion or no, it gives bareback riding a new and painful
connotation.