That’s phenomenally stupid: The street she’s walking across is a T intersection. The bus would have to be turning as it hit her. And going slowly, with the driver watching out for the curb and maybe even pedestrians.
And more bad physics: after she’s hit, her blood gets flung sideways, and of course there’s enough for every bystander to get sprayed in the face.
Ha, you’re right, I didn’t notice that before-- in addition to all the other silliness of a bus being able to flatten the girl by surprise in a quiet, open, sleepy little Main Street area with no other traffic, there is no way whatsoever the bus could have come from that direction with that much speed, unless it teleported there somehow.
I believe that scene is the origin of the trope, so it could rely on real shock to distract the audience, who was not expecting it. Nowadays if the camera lingers on someone for more than a second after they step into the street you know exactly what’s coming.
Sorry I meant that it launched it as a cliché, not that it invented it. The first couple occurrences aren’t clichés yet. After Final Destination it got beaten into the ground, and I’ve heard it described as “like that scene in Final Destination!” more than once.
Ooh, I just saw one of my favorite dealbreaker clichés on a TV show-- the heating duct large enough for a grown man to crawl through, that as a bonus is perfectly clean inside.
Hell, Jim Rockford got multiple hits on an airplane from his snub nose revolver, and got it to explode in mid-air.
I saw a hilarious jump scare this week. Girl is running across an open field towards a cabin. The shot is framed with the cabin behind the camera, off screen. As she approaches the camera, she runs into a man who comes from off-screen surprising everyone, including the girl who obviously had a clear line of sight to the man for at least 10 seconds.
And the duct is silent. In the real world, ducts make loud noises when you handle them. In live theater, rattling a piece of sheet-metal was the traditional method of simulating thunderclaps.
Funny you should mention shooting and planes; I just saw a most ridiculous example of marksmanship from an airplane just last night, watching the Rifftrax version of ‘McBain’, a 1991 movie starring Christopher Walken and Maria Conchita Alonzo.
So, the setup is, Walken is in the copilot seat of a mid-size prop plane that is invading another country’s airspace. One of the country’s military jets pulls up on the pilot side and is gesturing for the plane to land.
Walken pulls out a pistol, and shooting across the pilot of his plane, the bullet somehow magically passes through their canopy without shattering it and takes out the pilot of the military jet.
Person X has important information that could solve the case, rather than simply cut to a scene of us talking to person X, let’s have scene of us driving up to person X’s house, walking to the door, only to discover it is ajar and person X is not answering us when we call to them. No one will guess person X has been killed.
Then there is the related: we have a person/thing X in our possession that the baddies desperately want (and must have to advance the plot) we must get to place Y. Rather than just cut to us at place Y with thing/person X lets have a scene of us driving across town with X in a heavily armed convoy. No one will guess that the baddies are about to ambush us and take X.
Ha! And then it turns out that the heavily armed convoy was a decoy, and the valuable thingie was actually driven to place Y in an ice cream truck that played “Pop Goes the Weasel” over and over and over.