same here, this and Frankenstein at the local movies as a kid. The theater had a Frankenstein “monster” sitting a chair, scared me half to death.
That must have been something to see. My mother took my brother and me to the RKO Palace in Rochester, New York, to see William Castle's "House on Haunted Hill." During the scene where the skeleton comes up out of the vat of acid in the floor, the theater produced a promotional gimmick for the movie, sending a plastic skeleton on a wire, across one side of the theater to the other. I was 12 at the time, and remember it like it was yesterday. Everybody stopped watching the movie, and looked up to watch the skeleton move along the wire.