(October 11, 2021 at 8:39 am)Gwaithmir Wrote: Back in the 1950's, when I was only in kindergarten or first grade, I saw a preview on TV for The Last Days of Pompeii. People were running though the streets on fire while Mt. Vesuvius erupted. I didn't crap my pants, but that night I had a nightmare in Technicolor and woke up screaming. It took my mom about an hour to calm me down.
My two youngest sons were traumatized by the "Titanic" movie when they were young. I indeed did not enjoy seeing the frozen dead floating in the water, but that wasn't a crap-my-pants-worthy scene.
A truly scary scene for me was at a matinee at the "local" theater, presenting, "Head of the Gorgon". When her head was cut off, I had a fear that I would be stiff as well...and not in a way I would enjoy.
If you get to thinking you’re a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else’s dog around.
