Frak me, this film was a nerve-shredder. Ghostie films are about the only ones that still give me the heebies and I remember exclaiming ‘fuck!’ a tad too loud when they stung us with a slamming door.

However, in terms of brown-pants syndrome, it peaked at the “uno, dos, tres, toca la pared,” scene. Regardé:

Argh! Creepy ghost children!