The Tingler, no doubt, is my earliest movie memory. I don't remember what age I was, probably 4 or 5. However, I remember sitting there in front of the old Black&White, completely scared out of my trousers. The most vivid memory is the scene with the deaf, mute girl in the tub (hot dog!), about to be attacked by the huge killer bug.
You see, the premise -- as set up by Mr. William Castle in his preamble -- was that if you see the Tingler coming at you, you just scream, and that will chase it off. Well, Miss Prettylady couldn't scream, so all she could do was leave me with the terrifying image of her and her gap-mouth silent scream! Thanks lady! Now naked ladies in tubs make me scared and silly willy.
This film was the very start of my life as a diehard horror fan. And it also introduced me to my first favorite movie star -- Vincent Price.