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Jon Millington's avatar

Is Horror at 37,000 feet the one where William Shatner is defenestrated from a plane?

I remember there used to be a notoriety about certain films and their effect on certain people, which I guess is why Channel 5 had fun beaming the bloodied bunnies into living rooms during those two Easters.

When I was very young on a family holiday in Torquay there was a frisson of anticipation about the hotel (which had a television room) because Psycho was about to be screened on TV for I think the very first time. I don’t remember watching it though. On another holiday (Anglesey) I recall my parents and sister staying up to watch Quatermass and the Pit, which I glimpsed from under my bed covers. Every time I looked out it was either hornéd aliens or a giant flaming devil. Not much sleep that night.

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Lou Tilsley's avatar

“The film, written and produced/directed by Martin Rosen and adapted from Richard Adams’s 1972 bestseller, traumatised an entire generation of people who, in middle age, now surf the internet when they’re supposed to be working, looking for pictures of things that frightened them as children.”

This is so accurate it made me laugh out loud. I watched this on my own at around the age of five in my grandparents’ living room by dint of them having acquired some magical precursor of streaming services called “Cinematel” via Radio Rentals. It remains singularly the most traumatising event of my childhood despite having a father who regularly worked back shifts and would therefore watch entirely inappropriate films while I was in the vicinity (Horror at 37,000 Feet, aged 7, The Fury with the frantically spinning woman expelling blood from her fingertips all over a beige hotel room, aged 12) Although, thinking about it, we all sat down to watch Jaws as a family when I was around 7 or 8 so attitudes towards children’s cinematic experience were obviously a bit different.

Anyway, “Watership Down” scarred me for many years and I didn’t go anywhere near it again until I was 17, where I discovered a deep love for it. I’ve watched it many times since and it never fails to make me cry. It’s as if things which scare us or upset us as children (and I’m talking about films and books here rather than actual trauma) are somehow bound into our psyche. I often wonder if these experiences are all part of why I love the horror genre so much - I know I can feel these strong emotions of dread and anxiety in the moment but switch off the screen and everything is fine.

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