Reply #49: My mom dropped us off to see [View All]

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A Man Called Flintstone, and instead we sat through Berserk! with Joan Crawford. Murder and mayhem in the circus...pretty gruesome stuff.

The last movie I recall clutching the person next to me during was Fright Night, which is odd because it was more of a comedy than a horror movie. But it was really scary.

And speaking of comedy/horror, my older brother was so spooked by The Ghost and Mr. Chicken when we were kids that he made me hold his hand when we walked past the big scary house down the street from us. Now, of course, he tells me that he did it for me.