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.

I think it's Holy Blood

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.

Oh, I don't remember it, but I apparently flipped out like a mammal during Fantasia -- it was alternately boring and scary, IIRC.

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang has some seriously weird moments.

The child catcher. 'Nuff said.

I know I must have seen Disney at an earlier age, but the first one I remember seeing is The Arisocats at the drive-in when I was around five. I was about that same age when I saw Sound of Music on one of its many rereleases. The earliest grown-up movie (not rated R) film I saw was The Sting at the age of seven. My first rated R film was The Blues Brothers when I was 14.

My first R-rated movie was So Fine. Because that was the first movie I drove to with friends.