"I'm erect, why aren't you erect?"
I'm watching Showgirls. (I might not finish it.) It's a very frustrating experience. It seems to go like this:

Nomi: I want to be a topless dancer!
Other character: Great, I'll help you out! First, take off your top...
Nomi: OMG WHAT THE FUCK THAT'S SO DEGRADING FUCK YOU.

So far I've watched her rise from a wanderer who's furious when people give her rides and food, to a stripper who's furious that she's expected to strip, to a topless showgirl who's absolutely raging furious that her manager--that sleazebag!--wants her to put on some sort of show without a top. This would make some sense if she were just trying to make a living and never intended to be part of this life, but no, she specifically came to Vegas to be a dancer. Freakin' psycho.

On the other hand, the dialogue is terribly entertaining. There's a lot to choose from, but I think the nadir so far is "I got my period." "Like hell you do." "Check!" Uuurgh. (EDIT: New contender: "I like having nice tits." "How do you like having 'em?")

(Oh, and according to this movie the sexiest choreography in the world is the "cross arms and then fling them out." Cross, fling, cross, fling, roll from hips to shoulders, give angry look--instant sexy!)


FURTHER EDIT: Oh dear God, that sex scene in the pool, dear God. The only possible explanation is that Elizabeth Berkley was a virgin at the time of shooting, and everyone else on the cast and crew was too embarrassed to explain that people don't... they don't do that, honey.

FURTHER FURTHER EDIT: "I've got a great idea for our movie! Let's have exactly one character who isn't disgusting... and then let's have her get violently raped onscreen!"