My parents weren’t the type to take my brother and I to Disney movies. I am scarred for life; I’m 34 and still sleep with a night light. My parents took us to the movies to see films like THE AMITYVILLE HORROR, THE LEGACY, PSYCHO 2 and AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF IN LONDON. I will never forget when we got our first VCR. The first two movies we rented were THE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE and CREEPSHOW, try eating a bowl of chili and drinking a Malta while watching those movies. I lost my appetite and never ate chili again.
The one movie that really traumatized me was SALEM’S LOT. The scene where the vampire shows up at that kid’s window was torture for me. My bed was up against the window in my room. My father would say, “Good night kids. God Bless you and remember if the guy from SALEM’S LOT shows up, don’t open the window.” Then he would shut off the lights. I’d put the blanket over my head and it would be 90 degrees out and I’d be sweating. I swear those nights I must have only slept because I passed out from heat exhaustion.