NeilYoungsMilkFloat
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Big Gaz - yes bit of an old git -someone who spends a lot of time on Bluemoon but rarely contributes. The Night of the Demon scared the pants off me when I was younger - but then again I remember being scared sh*tless when the very first Doctor Who was aired on TV -(1963?). My mum also tells me that I used to hide behind the settee when Lenny the Lion was on the telly. (a crap ventriloquist act for the benefit of you younger Bluemooners ) so it seems I had a very low threshold for being scared witless. Someone also mentioned "The Haunting", again this film was very creepy and extremely scary. The fact that the ghosts were never revealed kept up the tension throughout the film.
The film that freaked me out the most as a teenager was The Exorcist. Watching the film at the cinema was spooky, they had St Johns ambulence men sitting in the aisles (seriously!) but I managed to get through it with out being hospitalised. The fear and mind games started when I got home. Hours later I was awoke by a scratching noise under my bed. Just like the rats in the attic in the film. I bricked it!! I imagined the girl out of the Exorcist was hiding under my bed!! After agonising for what seemed hours, but was probably a few minutes, I finally summoned up the courage to turn on my bedroom light and pull back the bed from the wall - not sure whether I was expecting Linda Blair to be staring back at me or puking into my face but it turned out to be the tiniest mouse you ever saw. So brave!
The film that freaked me out the most as a teenager was The Exorcist. Watching the film at the cinema was spooky, they had St Johns ambulence men sitting in the aisles (seriously!) but I managed to get through it with out being hospitalised. The fear and mind games started when I got home. Hours later I was awoke by a scratching noise under my bed. Just like the rats in the attic in the film. I bricked it!! I imagined the girl out of the Exorcist was hiding under my bed!! After agonising for what seemed hours, but was probably a few minutes, I finally summoned up the courage to turn on my bedroom light and pull back the bed from the wall - not sure whether I was expecting Linda Blair to be staring back at me or puking into my face but it turned out to be the tiniest mouse you ever saw. So brave!
