Poor Zira had to see it though. She watched painfully, her heart breaking, as her husband pushed Dr. Zaius up against the rock wall and whispered, "I wish I knew how to quit you."
I'd say having Charlton Heston run around in a loin cloth probably does point to some latent (or maybe not so latent) homosexual tendencies of the filmmakers, now that I think about it.
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Ooooh. That should be my bedtime movie tonight.
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...hot?
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