Getting a bit of nostalgic action via TCM Underground tonight. When a Stranger Calls was screened on campus my freshman year. When the climactic line* of Act 1 was uttered, I shrieked louder than I ever had and jumped right into my date's lap.
The rest of the movie didn't stay with me long, but decades later I can still recall the absolute, visceral terror of that moment. One of the biggest scares of my moviegoing experience -- second only to something wet, cold, and hard hitting the back of my bare leg as I drove home from the first Alien film (turned out to be, not the Alien hiding