When i was about 10ish my uncle put on a fil called the monster club with Vincent price in it. Was made up of 3 short films. the bit that shit me up was the bloke that would whistle supersonically at things to burn them, ie a cat that eat one of his birds and the cleaner when she nicked his money. When she got home and removed her hood to reveal her burnt face - urgh! couldnt sleep that night.
The best part of the film though was the stripper who stripped off everything, even her skin!
Not exactly the scariest of films but The Witches used to scare the absolute shit out of me!
Not a film, but an episode of The Hammer House of Horror called "The House That Bled to Death" scared the living shite out of me. Not really liked horror movies ever since
*shudders like a girl*
Michael Jackson's Thriller. It's the only thing I can remember seeing that I can remember having nightmares about.
Cue jokes about Jacko scaring kids in other ways...