(in my best Steve Martin voice) Well exuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse me! for mentioning
The Magnificent Seven in the
JAWS thread...
I did not realize it was exclusive. Honest.
However since it seems that the topic is already slightly adrift (this observation may be safe).
I would add that I saw The Exorcist in a huge turn of the century theater, The beautiful Orpheum on State street here in Mad Town, when I was 13, alone. I have always loved horror and still do. But even at my world wise - hard arsed best, at that age (I had already seen a lot of the Very ugly side of life and was not shocked and or scared by anything); I was hard pressed to sleep for about three nights after viewing it.
By today's standards it is a walk in the park suitable for kiddie parties. "LOL, Pea Soup! LAME!"....
Today's kiddies have seen and are subjected to MUCH worse in cinema.
In an increasingly commercially driven desensitizing spiral that leads them into the quagmire of Hell fire!!! [Ahem...ED.] Fine. But that is the subject for a different thread.]
But at the time? It freaked the shit out of me!
All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident.
Arthur Schopenhauer-