By contrast, Spacey's Lester, jerking off in a shower and lusting after his teenage daughter's
nymphet cheerleader pal (see: Election for a better snapshot), is meant as post-modern icon: the inner dude embracing the stupid»70s teen chowderhead, who remains the taffy moral centre for an audience of middle - aged men remembering what it's like to get stoned, bang minors, and listen to Pink Floyd and The Who.