Quick - what's the first thing you think of when you hear the two words "Basic Instinct"? If you said "Wayne Knight sweating", congrats, there's dozens of us. Sure, there's ice picks and beaver shots, but Mr. Knight's catatonically besotted performance is one for the ages. An ill-advised (and mostly forgotten) sequel was produced, and somehow they didn't invite Wayne Knight back to once again stand slack-jawed and drench his polo shirt. A damn shame. Karl and Russ will dissect these two films, one of them remembered as an iconic '90s erotic neo-noir thriller, the other...well, not really remembered at all. It's for the best.