It never even crossed my mind that Gremlins is kind of a scary movie (if you're a total wus) but we went to see it tonight and I totally jumped more than once. It actually scared me. Multiple times. Gremlins. Yes, you heard me correctly. Gremlins. The movie. Gremlins. Yes. That's what I said. Gremlins scared me. You know -- Gremlins. The 1980's film about a robotic doll covered in fur that can't get wet or eat after midnight. No worries about all the snow though -- it takes place in winter and the Gremlins roll all around in the snow with no affect. Because snow isn't actually water apparently. Also -- Doug and I debated the "no feeding them after midnight" thing all the way home (we live less than a block away from the theatre so it wasn't a LONG conversation -- but still). Midnight? Midnight where? If they cross time zones do you go by the new time zone? And then how long after midnight is it until you can feed them again? AND -- it made me feel really old because one of the Corey's was in the movie -- and he's a SMALL CHILD. A Child. But yes, even after all that -- it still actually scared me.