If you grew up in the 90s, you knew that Color of Night was famous for one thing that will probably be missing in this screening: Bruce Willis’ penis. Color of Night was released just after the height of the erotic thriller phase in cinema, many films of which garnered NC-17 ratings from our MPAA overlords. Most of the time the NC-17 was handed down for thrusting or sex scenes or whatever, no big whoop. Madonna’s Body of Evidence had minutes of sheer lust excised for…well…did we really want to see it?

But, Color of Night was rare in that it had full frontal male nudity, if only for a few fleeting frames as Bruce Willis was swimming around naked. Sure it had bare breasts galore, and I forgot if there was any full frontal female nudity, but a non-erect penis swimming in the water? That’s for adults only. (Standards haven’t changed much, but we’ve seen a lot of plastic fake penii of late. Maybe we’ll see some real ones soon.)

Like most movies that sell themseves on a salacious hook, Color of Night is a terrible movie. But, it’s not just terrible, Color of Night is one of the most ridiculous and abhorrent pieces of erotic thriller trash whose ridiculousness is matched only by its moral repugnance. Sexist, homophobic, transphobic, and oddly waffling on kink, Color of Night is a movie that should be left to the dust bins of time…

Except it’s so damned funny. Here’s the set up: After causing one of his patients to take a flying leap out of his penthouse office, world’s worst therapist, Bruce Willis, takes a respite from New York to sit in on his friend’s group therapy session. The group is made up of a wide variety of deviants, none of whose deviancy has any relevance to each other. But, they’re being killed off, and Willis is supposed to figure out who…all while staying at another friend’s LA mansion and sleeping with a nubile young thing whom he barely knows. Both Willis and his lover apparently think it is sexy to drive toy tanks on her body in the bathtub (who plays with tanks in the bath?!). And, Leslie Ann Warren plays a klepto lesbian or something? And there’s a baseball chair, and snakes in mailboxes… I don’t know, this movie is just…it’s just…it must be seen to be believed.

Color of Night airs at 7:55pm on Showtime Extreme