When I was pretty little, some time in the ‘70s, some babysitter let me and my sibs watch ROMAN POLANSKI‘s THE FEARLESS VAMPIRE KILLERS. It scared the crap out of me. The old hunter who kept freezing and having to be thawed out was bad, but the worst was the woman who was stolen out of her bath by the vampire. I was terrified for weeks, afraid I was going to be snatched out of my bathtub by a vampire.
When I was in college I rented it and re-watched it to see what was so terrifying, and then I saw that it was a sex farce and that the vampire was a homosexual trying to seduce the young vampire hunter. What a difference twenty years makes!