When I was 6, watching George Pal’s The Time Machine on TV provided the fuel for a nightmare or two, populated by Morlocks.
When my daughter was 6, watching Guillermo del Toro’s Hellboy led her to remark that a hideous Nazi assassin who has removed his outer flesh and has a clockwork heart was watchably scary, and that Lovecraftian gods in the outer darkness stirring and stretching their ichorous tentacles towards our dimension while a loveable demon struggled to resist his origins and save humanity was avert-your-eyes scary. But, in the final analysis, also, “a good movie”.
I submit that this is the march of human progress in action. Discuss.