When I was a kid (maybe 12 or 13 years old), there was a small party at my house. Just a few families from the hall. Adults sat & talked & drank coffee, the kids played video games and watched movies.
We watched 'Iron Eagle', for those who are lucky enough to not know, it's a low-calibre 80's movie about fighter jets and such...very dumb, very harmless.
As everyone was leaving, my buddie's elder dad pulled me aside and said something to the effect of...
'Maybe next time watch something that's no so violent.'
It wasn't until much later that I realized the irony of such council when it comes from a man who is well-known throughout the Kingdom Hall to greatly enjoy real-live violence on Autumn Sundays in the form of American Football.
As a kid, all I had to say was 'uh..OK'. Even now, I doubt I'd call him out, I just like the guy too much.