I remembered a lot of The Dark Crystal, which is weird because the only time I’d seen it was when it arrived on VHS in the 80s. Re-watching it some 30 years on revealed why it is so vivid in the memory. It’s fucking terrifying.
Aside from the horror and uneasy kookiness of it all it’s worth mentioning that the Henson puppets clearly hampered story telling. A lot of the heavy lifting required by the plot is done via voiceover, which is fine, because I was too busy being disturbed to concentrate on anything anyway.