I saw this movie with my dad when I was 4 years old. I'm 48 now, and I can honestly say that this is the most freaked out I have ever been by a movie. It gave me nightmares, yet there was still something deliciously appealing about the movie. The stark contrast between the innocence of Little Red Riding Hood and the hideous Carrot Head monster. The lilting melody of "Give a little whistle". Within the social context of the Fab Four, Russians in space, and the tragic Kennedy assassination, this movie confirmed both my hopes and my fears: Anything was possible. I have tried to locate this movie without success, which is probably a good thing since neither of my daughters have inherited my love of scary movies!