I haven't seen this movie in over 30 years, but I still remember it every time I have to go down stairs into a dark room.
I was at least 11 when I saw this movie. My mother and I moved into a house that had a basement when I was 12. A basement with open stairs that you had to go all the way down and into the room to turn on the light. And guess where the washer and dryer were? Also the freezer and various other ordinary things that meant I had to go into the basement almost daily.
The worst part wasn't going down into the basement, it was coming back up out of it - because coming out you had to turn off the light, then run up the stairs before the nasty little men could grab you from between the steps.
It's a wonder I didn't break my neck.
I was at least 11 when I saw this movie. My mother and I moved into a house that had a basement when I was 12. A basement with open stairs that you had to go all the way down and into the room to turn on the light. And guess where the washer and dryer were? Also the freezer and various other ordinary things that meant I had to go into the basement almost daily.
The worst part wasn't going down into the basement, it was coming back up out of it - because coming out you had to turn off the light, then run up the stairs before the nasty little men could grab you from between the steps.
It's a wonder I didn't break my neck.