![]() ![]() My dad rented a film for my sister and I called The Last Unicorn (if you are unfamiliar with this film then count your blessings). ![]() This all changed one wet Saturday afternoon when I was about six or seven years old. Of course none of these ever made it off the shelf and into my hand, and I spent many a Friday evening wondering why my parent’s put considerable effort into making me more familiar with Fievel than with Chucky. On Friday evenings (Fridays were the film night in my household) I would walk with my Dad down to the video store and while he would always try steer me around to the kid friendly movies, I would inevitably end up in the horror section eyeing up the sleeves for films like Leviathan, Fright Night, Critters, Child’s Play, The Amityville Horror etc. To a budding film enthusiast their complete absence from my growing viewing inventory only stoked my curiosity to find out what was so special about these movies. ![]() When I was growing up I was not allowed watch horror films. ![]()
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