Fall of The House of Usher wigged me out when I was 7 years old. It was shown at summer camp, on a dark and stormy night, in a building the rattled and shook with the thunder.
I think that was when i first exhibited symptoms of insomnia. Plus some kid put bubble gum in my hair and a counselor cut it out with a huge pair of scissors and gave be a dang bald spot. imagine what THAT did to my raw and maleable psyche
mert
