I remember like it was yesterday when as an 11 y/o kid the whole Argo family went to see perhaps Mr. Harryhausen's greatest film Jason and the Argonauts in downtown L.A., and especially how that sword fight scene with the seven skeletons absolutely had me on the edge of my seat.

(...RIP Ray Harryhausen)

Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)