I want something only you can give me. You're the only man in the world-/
You've got great hands: be a catcher, catch me!
The first 15 minutes of this rival A Matter of Life and Death (1946) for quickfire romance: grizzled, unshaven, vital Burt Lancaster, a lion with a wounded paw, Tony Curtis looking up at him through 17 layers of eyelashes, flying through the air, reaching out, knowing he'll be caught...
Whatever they did to try to remove the novel's gay storyline just did not work at all.
My respect and thanks to whoever greenlit the chest-hair, tiny tits-out tops, and tights throughout.