That scene in Silent Hill (2006) when Pyramid Head has ahold of that cultist gal. He skins her by just grabbing a fistful of flesh and ripping it off her.
When I first saw War of the Worlds (2005) I became very upset by the scene just before the bridge and ferry when Tom Cruise and his kids lose the van they were driving. They were driving through a town, the road becoming congested with people on foot, the van the sole operating vehicle on the road after the EMPs had killed most transportation. People start banging on the windows, wanting to be let in, wanting to have a ride. Eventually, things escalate to the point that people start to physically break into the car, trying to tear Cruise and Justin Chatwin from the van. This one dude starts tearing barehanded at a hole in the windshield, hands bleeding on the glass, trying to shove his way through, people swarming, shoving into the vehicle, just piling on top of each other. It was an abandonment of logic(there was nothing reasonable or rational about the way they kept flooding the car with their bodies, just blindly trying to enter it on top of each other), a full embrace of primal fear and desperation, and completely believable to me(and terrifying) to think of people getting to that place of pure survival instinct. I can't imagine having to defend myself and my family against that, the only thing putting a stop to the madness, the sharp report of a gun.
When I first saw War of the Worlds (2005) I became very upset by the scene just before the bridge and ferry when Tom Cruise and his kids lose the van they were driving. They were driving through a town, the road becoming congested with people on foot, the van the sole operating vehicle on the road after the EMPs had killed most transportation. People start banging on the windows, wanting to be let in, wanting to have a ride. Eventually, things escalate to the point that people start to physically break into the car, trying to tear Cruise and Justin Chatwin from the van. This one dude starts tearing barehanded at a hole in the windshield, hands bleeding on the glass, trying to shove his way through, people swarming, shoving into the vehicle, just piling on top of each other. It was an abandonment of logic(there was nothing reasonable or rational about the way they kept flooding the car with their bodies, just blindly trying to enter it on top of each other), a full embrace of primal fear and desperation, and completely believable to me(and terrifying) to think of people getting to that place of pure survival instinct. I can't imagine having to defend myself and my family against that, the only thing putting a stop to the madness, the sharp report of a gun.
