Movies You Were Too Young To See

I had a conversation with my father not too long ago about audience reactions to The Exorcist when it was in theatrical release. He mentioned that he took my sister and I (aged 6 and 4, respectively) with him to see it because he and my mother couldn't find a babysitter.

I do remember people running up the aisles at different times in the movie. At least one of those, according to my father, was spewing forth vomitus. I am somewhat mildly entertained by the fact that I saw The Exorcist when I was that young and really had no clue what was going on. Maybe I did and simply repressed it.

We saw lots of horror movies when I was a kid and I loved them.....except when it came time to go to bed- all those images would haunt me when the lights went out.

Got me thinkin.....
WHAT MOVIE DID YOUR PARENTS (or guardian) TAKE YOU TOO SEE FOR WHICH YOU WERE TOO YOUNG?

I searched & couldn't find such a topic, but correct me if I'm wrong....

Sort of similar topics HERE and HERE...though they don't necessarily restrict the topic to theatrical viewings only.



Mine first R-rated in the theater was Outland (1981) when I was eleven. And I saw the second Eastwood orangutan flick, Any Which Way You Can (1980), when I was ten. That one was only rated PG, but I suspect that if it were released four or five years later it may have gotten a PG-13. Either way, even with the PG rating it is pretty suggestive compared to the Disney movies my Mom would have preferred my Dad take me to.

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My dad took me to see Broken Arrow. I dont really see anything wrong except the strong language.

I have never been that young

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When I was about 8 I watched "Psycho" and it scared the hell out of me, I was sat in bed just staring at the door expecting Norman Bates dressed as a old woman to come and cut me up good, I laugh about it now but back then I really filled my pants lol

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Some of you may be able to relate with me on the fact that my parents were extremely strict when I was little. I was 13 when I saw my first PG-13 movie...Titanic. I always wanted to watch that movie but my parents being as controlling as they were would not let me. I was so excited when I finally got to see that movie.

I saw The Omen when I was quite young at a friend's house without asking my parents, who would have probably told me not to watch it, and would have been right, because the decapitation scene freaked me out for weeks afterwards.

My parents didn't really take me to see anything inappropriate in the theaters, but they tended to let me watch a lot of R-rated fare at home. They'd tell me when to look away, of course, but I usually didn't want to see whatever violent thing was going down, so it was cool.

As a kid, I had a huge breakthrough with The Relic. My parents had rented it, and before watching it, something just kind of "clicked" for me. I knew it wasn't real, of course, but that was when I first really internalized the fact. I was past the age where I thought a simple image from a film could give me nightmares, so I decided, why not?

Thus, The Relic was the first genuinely violent R-rated film I knowingly chose to watch.

Wow, Yods, I didn't know that -- I don't remember that movie. Was that before or after 1994? I don't know a thing about that movie, unless I've totally repressed its memory because I *couldn't* internalize the fact that it wasn't real.

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As a teen (age 13), we saw Blazing Saddles in the drive-thru. My parents were in the front seat of the station wagon, with my brother (age 11) and I tucked into sleeping bags in the back of the station wagon (seats folded down, of course). The cooler was between us. My folks assumed we were sleeping, but I wasn't. I was watching between and over the seats.

I'll never forget seeing my mother laughing so hard she was crying and could barely breathe during the campfire scene. And, that's the night I fell in love with that blond-haired, blue-eyed actor playing The Waco Kid. I was totally smitten.

Sounds like fun times. Though my folks divorced when I was in first grade (and they tried to live together off and on to make it "easier" on my sister and I)- some of my fondest memories are when we'd got to the drive-in theater.

I do remember my mother having a "thing" for Mr. Wilder too when I was a kid.

Yeah, he is a TAD old for me (older than my dad), but there is something about those eyes, that hair.

Your mother has good taste in men.

I've taken my kids to the drive-in a few times as they grew up, but not nearly enough. One time we got all prepared for the double-feature -- cooler, blankets, lawn chairs, etc. etc. -- and got there only to remember hubby had taken the car radio OUT OF THE CAR and that's how they broadcast the sound now!

I longed for the days of the speaker you hung over your window....

We had to set up the lawn chairs kinda close to someone else's car and could "hear" the radios of all the cars around us, though.

DUH.

Reading this thread confirms what I already suspected in most other conversations in this forum: I'm the Old Man of the Mountain among this crowd. Makes me feel like I'm lurking on some children's web! Don't take that wrong--I'm only joking.

Back when I was a kid and even a teen, all of the censorship was done in Hollywood through various codes to prevent any thing provative from making it to the screen. So my memories are not what I couldn't see--any film in a commercial theater was open to anyone big enough to toss his money on the ticket booth counter--but what I started to see once some of the more daring directors started thumbing noses at the decency committees. Prime example, The Man with the Golden Arm, one of the first major films released without official approval as conforming to the Hollywood production codes. To see it now, it seems so tame. The much-later James Bond movie, The Man with the Golden Gun, had more violence, worse language, and near-nudity. But what set Golden Arm beyond the pale of Hollywood decency was that it was about a drug addict. Even worse, the addict didn't even die, go to jail, or otherwise "pay" for his crime, except for a rather brief stretch of going cold turkey. In fact, Sinatra, playing the addict, ends up with Kim Novak, who would make any addiction worthwhile. Still, it's a damn good film with an outstanding cast that was on the very cutting edge of movie-making back then. If you haven't seen it, you owe yourself. Besides, it's not rated. And it's got a great jazz score.

You and me

I love this movie I just watched it again a few weeks ago I bought it for $8

We've definitely come quite a way since then, eh?

That's exactly what my mother said.

That's exactly what my mother would say!

I kind of miss those meager speakers you would put on the windows too, though they don't quite compare to the fairly decent sound system I have in my Element, which is the perfect vehicle with which to take in a drive in, by the way. What I really miss is seeing the poor saps who forget they have them still attached to their cars.

When we I saw Halloween for the first time at the drive-in, we heard the guy with his girlfriend in a yellow VW Beetle mutter (at the point where Myers falls out the window and to the ground and is motionless for that shot): "if he gets up, we're outta here." Well, he (Myers) got up and he (scared dude) got out of there as promised, with a broken window and dangling speaker.

A large chunk of the films I saw before I turned 18 (and before that, 15) were movies I was technically "too young to see". Naming them all would take too long.

A couple that stand out in relatively recent memory are all 2004 releases. In 2004 I was 14 years old, and it was around that age where I really started discovering movies I was too young to see.

These are the three that stand out. All three of these movies are rated MA15+ by the OFLC - just imagine an R rating except you have to be 15 instead of 17.



A friend of mine tried to pay and see Collateral by ourselves (both of us were 14). We got past the ticket office at first, but were caught after we'd entered the theatre. As a result, we spent the next two hours doing nothing while hanging around in the park next door. We later saw it at the same theatre under my dad's supervision.



When that same friend and I went to see Shaun of the Dead (t a different cinema) we had managed to buy our tickets with no real hassle. There was no usher tearing up tickets outside the theatre doors, so we just wandered past and straight into the theatre. Nobody bothered us. It doesn't count as sneaking in if we paid for our tickets, am I right?



Once again involving my same friend. This story took place in December, when my friend was having his 15th birthday celebration by going to see a movie with a few of his mates. The one movie we all wanted to see? Team America: World Police. However, since some of the group were under 15, we could not all be allowed to go into the theatre (and my friend's mum refused to supervise us). As a result, we had to go to an entirely different movie.

What did we end up going to?

Ocean's freakin' Twelve.



I'll never forget having to sit through that piece of crap.

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Well, it's good to meet someone old enough to know that all the world's greatest movies weren't filmed in the last 15 years!

Yes, but in which direction?

Where in the world do you find drive-ins in this day and time? Lord, the last drive-in I saw in these parts was one over in Pasadena (Texas) that survived only because it showed porno films. But the ground space got too valuable even for it.

Guess my drive-experience trailed off before they started broadcasting the sound through car radios. There was a time back when I was 14-15 that I used to go to drive-ins on my motorcycle. They used to build rows of metal chairs in front of the concession stand where people could get out of their cars and sit. Had speakers wired just like in a theater. Nobody used it much however. Anyway, when I got a little older and girls got a little more adventuruous, I sold my bike and bought an old Ford with a backseat. By then I didn't care if the movie even had a soundtrack.

Good question....probably depends on who you ask, huh?

Too bad they are a dying breed. I think if we let them die away, we are going to lose a significant bit of our culture.

The Holiday Auto Theater is just 15 minutes from my home that just changed ownership this last year.

I was afraid it was going to be shut down. It's a great little theater and pretty well attended during the summer months. Strangely enough, it is open year-round. There is also a museum fleet of commercial transit buses the previous owner collected and displayed. Probably the only one of it's kind to show at a drive-in.


The entrance sign is almost seventy years old. I say "almost" because the web site has the picture caption in the photo section saying "66 Years Old" and in the side bar next to it is the sign again, with the caption: "Over 70 Years Old!"

We have a few drive-ins here in western Pennsylvania. And, on a nice summer night, you have to be EARLY to get to the "good" movie (whichever one is currently most popular). At least once we've been turned away from the first screen and had to choose on the spot between the two remaining movie sets being shown on the remaining two screens. (Yes, it has three screens.)

I guess it just depends on where you are and what the land might be needed for, but the drive-ins here do a brisk business.

Sucks to go in the rain, though, with a bad car battery. (We've taken boom boxes with us so we didn't have to drain the car battery for hours.)