Ramza wrote:Understandable. But then, is there any film that CAN scare you at this point in your life?
No movie since the Exorcist has made me afraid while not watching it. Even the VHS tape of the Exorcist made me uncomfortable.
There are movies that can scare me while watching them, but I don't retain the fear afterward. I can retain a feeling of disturbance, but that doesn't cause any problems, such as leaping to the bed (so nothing can grab my ankles) or sleeping with the lights on. I remember clearly, in my old house, a few times of terror before I was 10 years old. Our main TV viewing area was in the finished basement. My parents would often send me to bed first and carry my younger brother up later. When I got upstairs, I didn't dare negotiate the darkened hallway leading to the bedrooms. I stood in the kitchen and waited until I heard my parents walking up the stairs, then I'd dart to my bed.
On the other hand, the basement itself was terrifying. The laundry room was not finished and the entrance was a huge sliding door. My parents would often tell me to bring the dirty laundry downstairs. So I just threw it down the stairs. I got in trouble for that and they made me walk down there and throw it into the laundry room. Those are some of my worst memories and this is the first time I've consciously recalled them.
The scariest thing that ever happened to me was at age 7. My aunt and uncle owned a trailer before they bought a house. I loved going over there because I got to see my cousins and they had cable TV. One time, the movie 'Poltergeist' was playing. After it was over, my uncle made my cousin and I take a nap (forced naps were a part of my childhood). While we were asleep, my uncle slipped into the closet. He banged on the door and I started screaming. He slid out at the bottom, so we couldn't see him, and he started shaking the bed. He must've been having a great time, because the next day....
He told us a clown named Jack lived in his closet. There was a large beach ball in the living room. At the far end of the hallway you could see the entrance to his bedroom. He threw the beach ball down the hallway and it rolled in a little bit. He asked us to get the beach ball. Of course, we didn't set one f---ing foot in that hallway.
I have seen two movies within the past 5 years that gave me the chills while watching them:
1. A Tale of Two Sisters
2. The Eye (Hong Kong version)
There was also a part in Pandorum that made me uncomfortable. In the hunting grounds, people would be eaten alive right after their hypersleep chambers opened. What a pleasant way to wake up. (Imagine if that really happened to you.)
I think the scariest types of movies are the realistic ones, such as Texas Chainsaw Massacre. It is possible to be killed by someone with a chainsaw, but I wouldn't worry about some asian girl with long black hair killing you just by being within a few meters.