Master and Commander

if there was ever a movie worth instant gay cult classic status this one would take the cake.

it was so full of homoerotic subtext that I almost felt myself getting a woody.

of course the bottle of rum we finished off during the flick added to the whole pirate theme which was nothing short of several shots of (tee hee) seamen flanked with parrots, an amputation scene, and the obligatory peg-legged sailor.