It was 1983, my Aunt had just purchased one of these new devices called a VCR! Suddenly all the box office hits were available to view in the comfort of your own living room. Having seen the film in the theater the year before, my Mom and Aunt were eager to bring this hot tape home (after rewinding it of course).
They plunked me and my cousin down, (both eight years old) gave us a bowl of cheesies and off to the races we went!
My cousin, a burly boy, much more fearless than I, appeared overly excited, meh, he was always weird though. Myself, I didn’t know what to expect. All I knew was that I’d probably be spending some evenings sleeping on the floor next to my dad in the near future as a result.
Things that still stick out today 37 years later…
The Hand: Yep, that made me jump!
The Thunderstorm: I still count between thunder claps and lightening strikes.
That clown: Well that sparked a life-long fear of clowns for me; or Coulrophobia as it’s properly called.
THE POOL! Poor JoBeth Williams had NO idea she was swimming/drowning next to real corpses and skeletons. I bet she still has nightmares about it. I do.
What was your first Horror Movie experience? How old were you? What sticks out in your mind still? Let me know in the comments.
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Not sure if it was some Jack the ripper flick or a Friday the 13th edition featuring Jack The Ripper
I woke up screaming that the was a headless corpse in my bad. And refused to sleep for days and days
~B
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So much stuff about Jack the Ripper! You’re right! I was exposed to that before the movies lol 👍
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