My father rented The Princess Bride and brought it home, announcing that he thought it would be fun to watch as a family. I protested, saying I didn’t want to watch a girls movie, and stayed in my bedroom. After about 25 minutes of hearing my family thoroughly enjoying the film, I sheepishly joined them in the living room.
I don’t remember if I watched the beginning of the movie immediately after the first viewing ended, or if it waited until later, but I definitely remember when I finally did see the beginning and being completely embarrassed yet amused at how my reaction to the title of the film paralleled the character of Fred Savage in the movie.
If it wasn’t such a perfect story I’d probably still find it embarrassing.