An episode of Scooby Doo, Where Are You? creeped me out (the classic show not the recent remake).
I don’t remember the episode title but the “ghost” was a clown and in one scene the gang were in the Mystery Machine (I believe trying to escape from the freaky clown) when all of a sudden the clown’s upside down head popped up in front of the windshield. He was actually already on the roof of the van unbeknownst to the Scoobies!
I was so freaked out that I refused to sit in the passenger seat when travelling with my parents (the seat next to the driver was my seat prior to watching that episode). I preferred the “safety” of the back seat. Of course it never occured to me then that back seat was equally dangerous 'cause no one’s watching my back :smack: Hey, I was like 5 or 6. Strategy wasn’t my strong suit back then
Compared to the other examples here, mine is lame but it’s true. I was creeped out by a clown in an episode of Scooby Doo.
Who wasn’t totally freaked out by part 3 of Trilogy of Terror? I remember being in HS at the time, and the next day, that was all anyone was talking about. Part of the sheer terror of the creepy doll was the SPEED at which it moved. From what I hear, it stands the test of time and is still creeping out the younger generations.
The Other, though it doesn’t fit the description you gave, was also pretty creepy. It was about a pair of twins, Niles & Holland, one good and one evil, and one twisty ending. Ring any bells?
Another movie with creatures in the crawl space was The People Under the Stairs. Funny and scary.
I had major basement-phobia as a kid. Would not go down there alone. Period.
The first time I was deemed old enough to stay up and watch “Chiller,” the late night show that ran old horror movies, I saw a movie that had something to do with a mask. A person was condemned to death, and a mask with big metal spikes was pounded onto his/her (don’t remember the gener) face. Next scene – it’s years later, and the person was dug up and the mask removed…and all sorts of bugs and worms and things crawled out of the holes made by the spikes on the mask.
As a kid, I thought the lyrics were not “You can almost taste the hotdogs and french fries they sell” but “You can almost taste the hotdogs and french-fried faces”. :eek:
My dad loves horror movies and when I was a kid, we used to go to the drive in all of the time. In fact, some of my earlies memories are of horror movies that a toddler had no business seeing.
I saw The Exorcist when I was 3 or 4, The Hills Have Eyes when I was 7, Carrie when I was 8 or 9 and many others in between.
One that I remember really well is a little-known film from '78 called The Manitou about (I don’t know if a spoiler is necessary for a 20 year-old film, but…) a woman who has a growth on her back that turns out to be an evil Native American medicine man or spirit being reborn. The growth gets bigger and bigger until he finally tears his way out of her. Arrrgghh! I was 8 when I saw it and it still gives me the creeps just thinking about it.
I give my mom flack every once in a while.
“Mom, you realize it’s your fault I’m emotionally stunted, right? I mean, Who takes a three-year-old to see The Exorcist?”
Ohhhmg I used to listen to that in pre-school! I loved that song. That one didn’t creep me out, but there was another song on there that really did. It was to the tune of “Glory, Glory, Haleluiah” but it was about a girl continuously walking deeper into the water until it was up to her neck or something… I think she got pneumonia . Was this the same record?
Unsolved Mysteries used to scare the living bejesus out of me. When I was very little (3 or 4) my grandmother used to watch it every day. I vividly remember an episode about a serial bomber and they were interviewing one of his victims. He was like, “I just opened my ordinary brown lunch bag and…” and suddenly it flashes to a shot of his mangled, fingerless hand. I remember obsessively worrying that random ordinary objects in my life, such as my teddy bear, were implanted with bombs. When I got older, I refused to wait in car parking lots by myself while my Mom went into the store because I was convinced someone would plant a bomb underneath the car and it would explode once she turned on the ignition.
At the same age I saw an episode of “Matlock” where a man dies in an elevator from a bomb detonation. That pretty much put me off elevators… for life. I still can’t step inside one without getting the heebies.
Finally, all those late-night alien shows on TV killed me when I was a kid. I spent a lot of nights home alone as a teenager and would watch that crap at like 2am. I remember one show where they did some kind of autopsy on an alien and it had a humanoid hand but thinner, with no thumb. We had a window right by the shower (like a foot from your head if you were showering) and every morning before it got light, I would have repeated images of that crazy thumbless hand shooting through the dark window… shudders
movie wise, the original mummy with Boris Karloff and the Nanny with Bette Davis did it for me. I remember laying in bed trying not to move so as not to attract attention after the mummy, and for years I felt uncomfortable in the bathroom if the shower curtain was drawn.
Also the opening theme from Ironside used to get to me it came on right at my bedtime, so I had to be up in my room before it started; if I heard it and then had to climb the stairs it was not cool.
Wait…wouldn’t it make more sense that you would want to wait in the car, since then you could see if someone planted a bomb? If you went in with her, you’d have no freakin’ idea if anyone was messing around with the car! :eek:
Good golly, what the heck were people thinking back then? If there was a creepy song about a girl wading to her death on the record, I have mercifully blocked it out of my mind. I still can’t believe “The Cat Came Back” is so well known and so, er, well liked. Thanks, Poysyn, for linking to that clip. Hopefully the cute kitty spin on it will make it less creepy to me. Can’t watch the whole thing here at work, but those tuba notes just brought me right the heck back.
There was another kid who yelled “I’m king of the mountain!” as he jumped out of a hayloft. And a pitchfork was waiting for him when he landed. And then they had a funeral for one of the twins in the living-room and the other twin cut his finger off to get a ring---- is that it?
Sounds like Black Sunday, a horror classic directed by Mario Bava. Saw it recently myself, on Sundance or IFC or somesuch. Decent little flick; I can see where all the yuckiness of death and worms and scorpions and centipedes would freak you out. Was it in black and white?
Let’s see, there were so many things that creeped me out…
Almost every monster on Johnny Quest frightened me!
I was terrified of Godzilla when I first saw him (Godzilla vs. the Thing/Mothra), but I was also very intrigued by him. I could watch the movies fine if I just remembered to turn the sound way down. The roars really got to me! (Actually, they still do, now it is more annoying than frightening to me!)
The abominable snowman from Rudolph scared me to death!
Any movie with decapitation as its theme! Severed heads, headless bodies really did a number on me! The only problem is, now I can’t remember most of the movie titles! Now, as an adult, I can read books about executions, beheadings, the guillotine, etc – I wonder if I would still be frightened of these movies?
The little boy/vampire at the window in “Salem’s Lot” was very scary!
Was the following scene also from “Salem’s Lot” – there is a dead woman on a slab, they are waiting to see if she will turn into a vampire. She begins to rise up and yells out her child’s name a couple of times as she resurrects as a vampire. That was terrifying!
Gremlins, hands down. That is NOT a “funny” movie to a 3 year old. I don’t think I slept for weeks after seeing that.
And yet at the same time I laughed through Creep Show, no idea why the difference.
Add me to the list of being freaked out by the red “pig eyes” in Amityville Horror and by the entire Charlie and the C. Factory film (the original).
Also, much more recently: one of those stupid TLC/Discover channel “haunting” series, entitled “A Haunting in Connecticut.” They usually don’t bother me at all, but this one features a really frightening male demon dressed in a white suit and with shiny, totally black eyes.
And, as a very little kid, I was scared of Spaghettios (the canned round pasta stuff). I had eaten this stuff for dinner and then went to bed; I woke up late in the night feeling unwell and went to wake up my parents. Their bedroom door was closed and when I went to knock car must have passed outside and its headlights made two giant, bright Spaghttios on the door . . . I freaked out and was nearly hysterical all night and have never eaten Spag. since.
