*cowers in the corner*

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This episode of the 1960's series One Step Beyond absolutely terrified me as a child.

I remember that my mother had to walk me upstairs and certify that nothing was hiding in my closet. I remember being utterly convinced that my doll Suzy was lying in wait for me. Half an hour of television that I obviously had no business watching had completely wrecked my mind.

I saw it once on TV many years later, and just watched it again online. And, yeah, there's still enough creepiness to it... let's just say that if John Sheppard ever watched it that would explain why he believes that clowns are scary....

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I'm hypnotically aroused by your anthony perkins icon... damn that man was hot.

In any case, I'm only about 7 minutes into the show and what's scary is that boyfriend's misogyny. It's such classic "how dare you be arousing to other men!" that I half expected him to put a burqa on her.

Just finished - not so scary, for me. The clown was sympathetic and the husband so utterly unsympathetic that I didn't find his clownness creepy, and but for one line, "soaking wet!", it could have all been psychosis.

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Yeah, the husband is an asshole. A dangerous asshole. It really was impressive how misogynistic he managed to be in the space of the first five minutes or so.

Clowns don't bother me. It was the clown's reflection everywhere, slowly reaching out... I still find that creepy. Hmm, this is probably why I don't like looking into a mirror in a dark room. And as a little kid I wouldn't have been able to come up with the theory that the husband's guilty conscience was making him see things.

And even if I had, that "soaking wet" line would've still punched me in the stomach and sent me running for Mommy. ;-)