I've read just enough about Old Boy and Audition to know I could never, ever watch them. But as much as I love horror and *scares* I can't do torture, so I won't even watch stuff like Saw or Hostel.
I'm apparently too lazy even for quick edit italics today.
Then there was a guy I read about who dropped acid before seeing
Return of the Jedi
in the theater (when it first came out).
He was OK until he first saw Jabba the Hutt, which for some reason freaked his shit out. He ended up on the floor screaming.
See No Evil, I think it was called. Definitely an attempt to duplicate Wait Until Dark.
I think that's it! That film had more of the horror factor, whereas Wait Until Dark had that awesome "jump five feet out of my seat" scare, as well as the completely terrific Alan Arkin as Harry Roat, Jr. as one of the best villains in movie history, IMO. My sister made me first watch WUD in the dark basement, so that big scare was made even better.
Doesn't the monster take her head off at the seam at some point?
I think you're right. I only saw it the one time back in junior high some thirty years ago, probably on one of the UHF channels on the weekend.
He was OK until he first saw Jabba the Hutt, which for some reason freaked his shit out. He ended up on the floor screaming.
If Jabba hadn't gotten him, the Ewoks would have.
I think that's it! That film had more of the horror factor, whereas Wait Until Dark had that awesome "jump five feet out of my seat" scare, as well as the completely terrific Alan Arkin as Harry Roat, Jr. as one of the best villains in movie history, IMO.
Agreed on Alan Arkin. He was so loathsome and vile. And, of course, Audrey Hepburn vs. Mia, so that's a win as well.
Harry Roat, Jr.
...from Scarsdale. Always need to remember that bit of it.
Is that ... Saint Blood? I'm not sure why I'm trying to translate it that way, but I know I haven't seen it.
My first thought was
Bloody Santa.
That film had more of the horror factor, whereas Wait Until Dark had that awesome "jump five feet out of my seat" scare, as well as the completely terrific Alan Arkin as Harry Roat, Jr. as one of the best villains in movie history, IMO. My sister made me first watch WUD in the dark basement, so that big scare was made even better.
When I got Netflix, I was trying to think of that one awesome horror movie that people kept talking about in here, and I was going to search the thread, but then Netflix actually recommended it to me, so boom, in the queue.
Wizards.
I saw it in the theater with my dad, who probably took his 7yo daughter ebcause hey! animated.
I'd already been permanently scarred by
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
and
Yellow Submarine
though.
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang has some seriously weird moments.
I was three, and my mom had to carry me screaming from the theater. The dancing, singing flowers in Alice in Wonderland freaked my shit out--flowers do NOT sing and dance! I still have echoes of a nightmare wherein Brer B'ar and Brer Fox threatened me with a handgun made of a rolled-up sheet of white paper.
I was a timid child, with an unclear demarcation between real and fantasy. Haven't really changed all that much. ETA: But the takeaway here is: Disney is evol. I've still never seen Bambi in a theater.