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I caught Robocop 2 on late night cable at some point when I was definitely too young to see the scene when the criminal robot picks up his girlfriend by her head and snaps her neck.

Death Wish (1974). There is a rape/murder scene at the beginning that really affected me as a seven or eight year old. It made me afraid of NYC as well lol.

I dunno what the movie was called, I was 7 and had fallen asleep in front of the TV. When I woke up there two 'grey' aliens of in hindsight terrible costumes crouching in some bushes.

I had never seen a depiction of a grey alien before that and my uncanny valley sensor peaked higher than ever at any other point in my life and I ran to my room without even shutting off the tv.

It's funny to look back and remember that as a moment of legit fear, knowing what I do now.

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I was really into He-Man and honestly all things medieval so thought it'd be great for me, but that film kinda fucked me up for a while as a wee one.

A looooooot of porn.

...i don't know that i shouldn't've seen it, but the 1978 invasion of the body snatchers was my introduction to existential horror at the ripe age of seven years...

...what shouldn't i have seen?..about a year earlier, a family friend handed-down a big brown grocery bag stacked to the rim with pre-code EC horror comics: that was some teeth-gnashingly gruesome stuff...

Ninja scroll. Did you know cartoons can get raped??? I didn't...

• The Neverending Story: STARTS with a horse DYING FROM SADNESS and the movie is about existence being devoured by nothingness.
• Nightmare on Elm Street: where the fuck were my parents?!
• Time Bandits: the cages floating in the void, the dwarves being chased down a corridor, the parents die to evil at the end...don't they? Ambiguous existential dread all around this one.
• The Thing: no clear childhood memories or nightmares but I know I saw it before I was 10.
• Reanimator: ditto for The Thing.
• The Shining
• Cat People

Watched old horror movies all the time with my grandfather growing up. None of that was scary. Watching Chuckey when I was probably 8 with my brother was terrifying. Didn't help we had one of those big my buddy type dolls in the house. I think I was Chuckey for Halloween that year.

Horror Express and Poltergeist, or how to gain a fear of of glowing red eyes in the dark, televisions, closets, windows near trees, and mirrors.

My family bought in to cable television very early on, and we had HBO as part of the service. My parents forbid me from watching it alone, but of course that just upped the intrigue and I would sneak viewings when they weren't around.

The first mistake was The Thing. I had no idea what the movie was about, and so the first part of the film seemed unremarkable; they're at an arctic base, there's the shootout, all relatively tame. Then the dog scene. Holy crap that one is burned into my memory forever. I was utterly terrified but glued to the screen. That gave me screaming nightmares for a bit but I could never admit what the issue was, since I wasn't supposed to have watched it!

The second a few years later was Aliens. Wasn't nearly as bad of an experience but the scene with the people glued to the walls in the tunnel was a bit much. I recovered from that one much quicker than The Thing.

There was a movie with Rosie O’Donnell called Exit to Eden. My mom was not particularly uptight about us seeing R rated stuff and the previews made it look like a slightly dirty comedy. It was Rosie O’Donnell in like…the 90’s so I mean…she did not look into it any further than that.

Turns out it’s basically a soft core porno with a couple funny bits and it was extremely awkward to sit through.

When I was around 10-11 my dad sat me down to watch Mulholland Drive with him (because a coworker got it confused with another, more wholesome movie)

For the most part, my neurons were plastic enough to just accept the weird surreal dream logic, but for some reason my subconscious drew the line at sex. I must have been flushing, because my dad turned to me after the movie was over and started apologizing profusely.

The only time I remember feeling that much stunned embarassment/shame at watching a movie was when I got my sister Enter The Void as a gift, having never seen it. (Great movie, but the incestual implications make it hard to watch with family).

Now I'm a lesbian. Mulholland Drive got to me young enough to forever warp my sexuality. (Enter The Void, luckily, did not).

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Stephen King's IT from behind the couch.

How I didn't develop a lifelong fear of clowns I have no idea.

I was around 7 and my much older brother convinced me to stay up until very late in the evening when the dirty softcore stuff was on tv. Must have been midnight or whatever. Finally it started... I don't know what I expected but I was like "that's it??!" It was so boring! Fell asleep a minute later.

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Mars Attacks! was very poorly marketed. I remember the commercials for it seeming tame and asking my parents to take me to the theater to see it and it fucked me up for a few good weeks. We didn't even stay to the end, but I had nightmares about it that very same night.

I pretty much accidentally watched Evangelion as a kid thumbing on a TV set. It has definitely shaped my type for women for years to come.

When I was 10, my parents rented The Kiss of the Spider Woman. I was forbidden to watch it, so I snuck downstairs and watched it late at night. They were right, I should not have watched it. I was definitely not mature enough to understand everything that was happening and it really caused me some emotional turmoil for a month or two, just thinking about it. It's such a tragic movie. Likely Raul Julia's finest performance, and William Hurt is also quite excellent in it.

It's the only movie my parents ever forbid me from seeing.