Inappropriate Movies Your Parents Took You To See

I was six. My parents took me to see "The Towering Inferno." Watching burning human beings jump out of 100 story windows scared the hell out of me. When Jennifer Jones fell out of the glass elevator to her death - and smashing into the jutting out side of the building - made me scream.

I was seven. My parents took me to see "Jaws." Starts with a naked woman running into the sea and being eaten alive. Disembodied heads, little kids on rafts, and, worst of all, Quint's horrible demise. When the shark took the fatal chomp on him, blood spurted out of his mouth like ketchup out of a squeeze bottle. Made me scream.

I was eleven. "The Exorcist" was on TV. Good Lord. I did not, could not sleep that night, afraid Satan was going to take me away. There are too many scenes to list, and the one I want to post - the crucifix scene - I will not post so as not to offend anyone.

Worst of all? I was maybe 4:



What were they thinking?

 

Brewster McCloud-1970
My parents put me in the back seat with blankets at the Rebel Drive In. This is the first movie I remember. I was 2 and a half. I did not understand any of it of course, but Bud Cort flying around in the Astrodome gave me recurring nightmares for years, especially as a child. It was not until about 5 years ago when I saw a clip of it on the Internet did I realize the source of my pain. Thanks Mom and Dad!

 

You guys are wimps. Get over it. It's just a movie.

Though at the same time: movie ratings are there for a reason. I wouldn't take any 10-year-old kid to an R-rated film, period. But believe me, kids can do one Google search and see midget porno snuff/torture films in seconds on the net. There's far, far worse stuff out there.

 

Link please?

 

The pussification of America continues. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

 

My parents took me to see "Blazing Saddles"----- I was only.... 6 yrs. old.
Comedy is my LIFE NOW!!
I STILL laugh at farts!
So.... whether they get the credit or BLAME, I still haven't figured that out!

 

I've got two years on you, but I remember seeing all of those with my parents...with the exception that we saw "The Exorcist" in its theatrical release in 1973, when I was seven. I guess they had a hard time finding sitters? Only "The Exorcist" really bothered me - we were Catholic and I was terrified I'd be possessed just like poor Linda Blair (and my parents had just installed shag carpeting, on which I didn't want to pee). I've lived and worked in high-rises, and I don't swim in the ocean because I'm more worried about getting discarded hypodermics and cigarette butts in my toes than I am about malicious marine life (ah, the New York metroplex).

 

Kentucky Fried movie with Boobtube when I was probably 12

 

While I never saw "The Exorcist" as a kid, I had what was known 'trigger' a few years ago, when I got the big anniversary edition, and saw that trailer!
I believe I was in a movie theater with my mom when that 'black-white/ flashing face' trailer was shown.
I had TOTALLY BLOCKED the whole thing from my mind, but, it all came back to me!
I recall, my mom said, "Turn around! Just turn around!" And, after the 'millisecond' of seeing that face...and, then. after 'turning around', seeing the whole theater 'flashing'..... MAN.... I was shocked to think that it happened.... AND, that my brain could totally block out the experience!

 

Woodstock when I was 12. What are those people doing in the bushes.....oh

 

Fast Times at Ridgemont High at the drive-in.

 

Don't know about inappropriate but the only two films that I ever saw with my parents present were The Good, The Bad and The Ugly and The Deer Hunter. Everything else I saw on my own or with my school buddies.

 

I saw The Towering Inferno when I was 10, in the theater. All I remember was that I was really close to the front and felt like I was burning up. Turns out I had the flu and I was sick for days afterward!

 

I grew up with three older brothers. Think I had seen most of it before I was twelve. I remember I was allowed to see the tv-serie "Holocaust" by my parents. I liked that, it made me feel like a man. I'm glad I'm not a young boy now, they are treated like teddy bears and little girls. Grown ups must run and hide behind a tree if they want to smoke a cigarette so the kids don't see it.

 

The summer of 1964 we sailed from Germany to the States, I was 11. A friend of my fathers took me and my older brother to the late show and we saw Irma La Deuce. I didn't have a clue, but it had a few funny moments. My parents never took us to a movie, we went by ourselves to the post theater. I'm pretty sure that I have seen every western ever made!

 

I remember watching that miniseries when it aired. It was at the time the most disturbing thing I'd ever seen on TV. All I remember about it now was that teenager girl getting gang-raped by brownshirts and then going insane. I was like, "WTH?" I barely even knew what sex was at the time, let alone rape. But I had no restrictions on my TV-watching growing up, these were pre-cable days , or rather, it was technically "cable TV" but there was no HBO, Movie Channel, "adult" TV at the time. Consequently anything on TV was fair game.

 

When I was really tiny my Mom took me to see the original The Fly when it was released. That is probably the most terrified I have ever been in my life. She just really wanted to see it (my brother and sister were in school) and had no one to babysit me. I spent most of the movie with my face buried in her coat.
It was such a delightful double-feature, with Space Master X-7, sort of a cross between The Blob and Alien. What a nightmare.

 

I don't know what the movie was but when I was about 10 my family went to the drive-in. As I was nodding off during the second feature which was (I think) a WWII movie I opened my eyes at just the right time to see a pair of bare boobies. I stayed wide awake for the rest of the show. No more boobies. :-(

 

I was 7 when I saw "Towering Inferno" and I loved it. I guess that extra year toughens up kids!

I knew better than to see "Jaws" when I was 8, though...

 

I don't think my parents ever took me to anything that was inappropriate for me age/maturity-wise. I started to see some "R"-rated movies when I was 10, but nothing that I wasn't prepared to see.

My stepmother took me and my younger brother to see "Alien" when I was 12 - he had just turned four!

To this day, I don't know what she was thinking. All I can believe is that she thought "Alien" would be a light sci-fi action flick ala "Star Wars" and didn't understand what we'd be getting.

But I knew it'd be a monster movie - and a violent one - so I'm not sure how she wouldn't have been aware, too...

 

Not went to see, but rather brought to us; I remember we had just gotten a VCR and I was 8 and my 20 year old Sheriff's deputy Uncle brought a vhs tape he had rented from the new video store a couple of blocks away. My grandmother and I were subjected to...


At the end we kept telling each other, it was only a movie.

 

We rarely went to the movies when I was a kid, so my parents never took me to see anything inappropriate.

However, when I was about 8 years old a kid down the block from us had a "movie birthday party" at a local theater.

The feature presentation that afternoon? "Escape From Alcatraz" with Clint Eastwood, which was a rather odd pick for a bunch of 8 year olds. It must've been the only thing playing.

I remember very little about the movie, except for a scene where Clint got into a fight with someone in the prison workshop and he hacked off the tips of the guy's fingers with an axe or a saw. I was a little freaked out by the sight of the guy's bloody fingertips sitting there on the work bench after they carted him off to the infirmary.

My parents weren't terribly thrilled when I came home and told them about that bit! They must've assumed that the kids' parents were taking us to see "Star Wars" or a Disney film....

 

My father would take us to spaghetti westerns and one time my mother came along to see one. During the movie, she turned and glared at him: "What have you been taking them to see!" We loved them, however. Thanks, Dad.

 

Probably the 1987 "Untouchables" movie with my dad when I was 10. It was his idea, and he warned me ahead of time it would be violent. It was pretty strong stuff for an 80's kid who didn't have easy access to midget snuff porn. I liked it, though. I haven't seen it since then, and I'm not in hurry to watch it again, but I sometimes wonder what adult me would think of it.

Now, my 7 year old daughter is more sophisticated than I was even at 17, but I wouldn't dream of taking her to an R rated movie. She is very sensitive and easily depressed by sad movie scenarios.