The only rated R movie we were allowed to watch was Demolition Man, which we had a tape of, so we watched it enough times for me to have fond feelings for Stallone.
I also had this on tape! It was where I learned about the concept biscuits and gravy. Except for I didn't actually learn what they were for another 10 years.
It made sense to young me that when Simon opened the sewer it would smell like digestive biscuits smothered in Bisto.