I must be a freak, because I laughed at Large Marge. 'Course, I was 15 at the time.
I was definitely too young for Time Bandits the first time I saw it, though. Let’s just leave it at that.
What freaked me out most as a child was a scene not meant to be even remotely scary. I was about four years old, watching it on TV: one of those slapsticky, color-saturated mid-sixties comedies. A husband and wife were having an argument, at the end of which the husband stormed out, intending to drive away. Instead, he drove his car neatly into the in-ground swimming pool.
It traumatized me because my own parents were always having big, loud scary arguments, so that scene had been bad enough, but in this case, I thought the husband was going to die. I absolutely freaked, crying and screaming hysterically. My mom switched over to Mr. Rogers, and that even took a few minutes to calm me down. It wasn’t until a few years ago that I saw the same film on AMC(?) and had the classic “That freaked me out?” moment.
Then there was a movie called Avalanche, which I saw on TV with my dad when I was 8 or so. When the avalanche hit, it had the same impact as an earthquake, and there was a scene in the kitchen of the ski resort, where a pot of boiling tomatoes falls off a stove and scalds one of the chefs. Jeez, the way he screamed…
My dad: What’s wrong?
Me: This is awful! What? Did you see what happened to that guy?
Dad: Ah, they try to scare ya…
Nice parental guidance there, dad. :rolleyes:
Not a movie, but it sure traumatized me: A planetarium show which ended with a description of what life on earth will be like when the sun becomes a red giant. My reaction was very much like that of ~8-year-old Alvy in Annie Hall, when his mom takes him to a psychiatrist because he’s upset at the idea of the universe expanding. That was totally me! Sure, the red giant and the expansion of the universe are millennia away, but tell that to a kid! All you hear is DOOOOOOOOOM.