I saw "Requiem for a Dream" in the theater, and was about to purchase a used VHS copy of the movie at Blockbuster a few months later, but when I got to the counter, I realized I was holding the "R-rated" cut of the film. I told the Blockbuster employee I didn't want the film because it was an edited version. She said, "They didn't edit out anything important, just some sex and violence at the end." No, you dense Blockbuster bitch, they cut out the scene where Jennifer Connelly rocks a double-ended dildo. That's important shit. I chucked a lit molotov cocktail through their front window later that night.