The Japanese psychological horror movie Cure. The premise is that random people are killing people close to them, with absolutely no reason. The killers have never met each other and have nothing in common, but their MOs are remarkably similar. Great, creepy movie.
The first murder is probably the most effective. SPOILER SPACE – Skip to next message if you plan to see the movie. If you’re a fan of the genre, you should.
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Spoilers: Towards the beginning of the movie (it might be the very beginning; I don’t remember), a guy is walking through Tokyo. Typical generic businessman: suit, briefcase, etc. He passes through a vehicle tunnel, and at the halfway point, he pauses, looking at the plumbing running along the sidewalk at the tunnel’s margin. He stares at it for a few seconds, then moves on.
He arrives at some building – a hotel, probably; the movie’s storytelling is really austere – and goes up to a room. Sitting on the bed is a naked woman: a prostitute. She sits there, patiently, while the man puts down his briefcase, takes off his shoes, and otherwise moves around the room, quietly and respectfully.
Then he takes out a length of pipe (from the tunnel’s plumbing, evidently) and clubs her really hard across the back of her head. No anger, no lashing out; he’s just as casual and unaffected as when he was unbuttoning his cuffs. The sound is understated, which makes it even more horrible – it’s like a softball getting hit with an aluminum bat: pank. She slumps over.
The deed done, he looks at her, and sits on the edge of the bed. Later, when the police come, they find him hiding in an access panel in the hallway, naked, covered in blood, totally freaking out: He remembers what he did, but he has absolutely no idea why.
The rest of the movie is like this. Really, really disturbing.
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Oh, and one more – the guy getting ripped in half by the two T-rexes in The Lost World. I sincerely don’t know how that skated by with a PG-13 rating.