Barbershop. That movie has this whole other level, a retelling of the parable of the man who owed 10K talents, an
exploration of division and unity in a way that somehow got around all the taboos surrounding them. But when I showed it to my parents, it seemed like all the depth was drowned out by the cussing and the sensuality. It got awkward really fast, so I turned it off.
(It's still a favorite movie of mine.)