Rather than seeing the hairy butts of ageing actors, why not imagine your own, fictitious, perfect bottom? In the words of my husband, Rudy, I am a woman whose face and attitudes are known to something over half of the measurable population of the United States, whose name is on lips and covers and screens.
You have to do whatever I say.
And have a sexual encounter, and a really, really tragic end.
To , Quentin later commits suicide, and his sister ends up naming her daughter after him.