This is a landmark episode. Best friend of the pod and long-awaited guest John Garcia joins Torie to unpack one of the most reviled installments of the 90s erotic thriller canon, BODY OF EVIDENCE (1993). It just might be the best bad movie you’ve ever seen.

Starring the one, the only, the icon - Madonna - as a femme fatale firing on all cylinders, and Torie’s boyfriend, Willem Dafoe, as her moronic lawyer, BODY OF EVIDENCE checks every single box of erotic thriller cliches and then some.

Suspected murderess Rebecca Carlson (whose alleged weapons of choice are cocaine and f**king old men to death) enlists private defense attorney Frank to prove her innocence. Like a succubus on a bender, Rebecca lures Frank away from his marriage to Julianne Moore by introducing him to the pleasures of S&M, hot candle wax, and more.

However, this film is a body of evidence in itself. Intentional or not, this opus of mediocrity exposed one of most storied and gatekept parts of male anatomy in all of Hollywood, Willem Dafoe’s d**k. That in itself grants BODY OF EVIDENCE a place in the annals of film history.

Get ready to go whale watching, because Willem’s megalithic Dashow does not disappoint!

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