… circa mid-70s
…
The Blob
Son of the Blob
Invasion of the Saucer Men
The Brain Eaters
It’s Alive
Squirm
… and thus none
of these flicks shall be part of “Monster Movie Saturday Matinee” at the Hopper
House with my little ones …
Note: these
movies each – terrified me, grossed me out, kept me up at nights (sheets up to
the neck, eyes staring out in the darkness), gave me the chills, nauseated me, made
me question the presence of a loving God in this universe, froze me solid with
fright, caused inner turmoil as my mind cried “change the channel” while my
body cried, “can’t!”, panicked me, dropped my blood ten degrees, stood my
then-blonde hairs on end, and scared any remaining photons of daylight out of
me, all before the age of ten.
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