Movies I vividly remember watching as a little kid

Many of the following viewed at the Tri-County Loews or rented from Video Time on Springfield Pike in Cincinnati, OH:

Creepshow 2 (['The Raft' episode] 1987, Michael Gornick, USA)
Baby: Secret of the Lost Legend (1985, Bill L. Norton, USA)
Eliminators (1986, Peter Manoogian/ Carlos Aured, USA/ Spain)
Sleeping Beauty (1959, 1986 re-release, Clyde Geronimi, USA)
The Man with Two Brains (1983, Rob Reiner, USA)
Conan the Destroyer (1984, Robert Fleischer, USA)
Pray for Death (1985, Gordon Hessler, USA)
The Beastmaster (1982, Don Coscarelli, USA/ West Germany)
Jaws: The Revenge (1987, Joseph Sargent, USA)
The Groove Tube (1974, Ken Shapiro, USA)
Krull (1983, Peter Yates, UK)
Clash of the Titans (1981, Desmond Davis, UK)
A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors (1987, Chuck Russell, USA)

It's worth noting that during most of the first 10 years of my life I remember having extreme difficulty understanding narrative logic, and would invariably become extremely confused and irritated during film viewings; as such, much of what tends to remain in memory from these formative screenings are the acts of shocking violence, the glimpses of nudity, and the image of Grace Jones. The more things change the more they stay the same.
Stay tuned for 'Video box art that I remember looking at when I was a little kid'


Blogger robbiefreeling8 said...

Perusing the shelves of Video Paradise, on Westford St. in Chelmsford, MA, I used to come across the same boxes again and again. Being a compassionate yet slightly hyperactive and wild-eyed mama's boy, I used to be drawn mostly to the horror section yet always too scared to watch those films which looked the most enticing, which was in my formative years flanked by a giant cardboard frame-stand poster of Creepshow (you know, the skeleton cloaked in burlap standing at the ticket counter, mouth agape, beckoning). Great fucking movie, even better box art. I did dare to see that one, was obsessed with Adrienne Barbeau at a very early age (and what range....seriously....no really, i'm not joking). However, as for those boxes that remain etched in my memory but that I never had the cojones to actually watch, I'll never forget:

Color Me Blood Red (Herschel Gordon Lewis, 1965)...unforgettable partly because it was a PHOTO of a woman in her underwear tied up and basically gutted, her stomach blood being used by a guy with an easel, and mostly because my mom saw the box one day and angrily said "That's just pornography. That shouldn't be out where kids can see it." This came about seven years after I had first seen it.

Razorback (Russell Mulcahy, 1984) -- giant killer boar, huge fangs, horrifying

Wizards (Ralph Bakshi, 1977) -- that mean-looking dead-eyed red-caped creature on the back of some horse-like beast. I couldn't comprehend a cartoon re-rated as PG-13, so I thought it must have been too shocking to deal with.

Def-Con 4 (Paul Donovan, 1984) -- I didn't know it was about nuclear war, I thought it was about skeletons in astronaut suits.

Return of the Living Dead (Dan O'Bannon, 1985)- Goth-punk zombies graffiting gravestones. Too fucking much to handle!

April Fools Day (Fred Walton, 1986) -- Jesus Christ, what is that girl with her back to the camera going to do to those guys with her pony-tail noose hair!!!??

The Stuff (Larry Cohen, 1985) -- Killer yogurt, oozing out of the refrigerator in ghoulish goopy extended mouths and shrieks.

There are so many more...I won't see any of these films to this day for fear of wetting my five-year-old pants.

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