Back in the 60's or 70's there was a Broadway comedy called "You Know I Can't Hear You when the Water is Running." The premise was that a producer and director are trying to get a mainstream actor to go full frontal and he doesn't want to do it. Of course, at that time, there was no such thing as nudity in a mainstream play, and there was, in fact, no nudity in the show.
At the matinee that my parents attended, some lady was so horrified that she stormed out right at the beginning. My parents were as amused by her as by the play.
Audrey
Audrey, the Phantom Phanatic, who nonetheless would rather be Jean Valjean, who knew how to make lemonade out of lemons.