I was just thinking about classic movies that have one awful violent second that sticks in your head as the defining moment, and is pretty much the only thing you remember about the film.
Jimmy Cagney crushing the grapefruit into Mae Clarke’s face at the breakfast table, The Public Enemy, 1931.
Richard Widmark pushing the old lady in the wheelchair down a flight of stairs, Kiss of Death, 1947.
Lee Marvin throwing a pot of boiling coffee into Gloria Grahame’s face in The Big Heat, 1953.
The little mob guy doing what ever he did to the girlfriend in Altman’s The Long Goodbye, 1973. That was so awful I’ve blanked it out.
These are all acts by male gangsters against women, so maybe it’s a phobia of mine. Examples of women treating men violently might cheer me up.
I remember about 20 years ago, after having taking an extensive walk around the town’s pubs with some friends, getting with the bunch to one of our homes and expecting a nice after hour party. But then someone switched on the TV, and Scorcese’s Casino was on. A little much into it, there was one particular scene where some mobsters beat, kick and trample someone to death, and I was shocked and instantly sobered. Not the details, but the intensity of the violence were ingrained so hard in my brain that I’ve never wanted to watch the film again.
ETA: uh, oh, and the bottle scene from Pan’s Labyrinth.
During the last half-hour or so of The Sign of the Cross (1932), there are a number of “unexpected and shocking” bits of violence, including gladiator action and pygmy impalement.
The clipping of Bambi’s mother, although just an offscreen sound effect, is still what everyone remembers.
George Murphy, already shot, is run over by a tractor in Border Incident (1949).
Cloris Leachman tortured with pliers, Percy Helton’s fingers crushed in a desk drawer and Gaby Rodgers’ fiery demise upon opening “The Great What’s-it” in Kiss Me Deadly (1955).
Cornel Wilde tortured via hearing aid-amplified drum solo in The Big Combo (1955).
Toshiro Mifune impaled by arrows in Throne of Blood (1957).
Dude impaled by giant syringe in War of the Colossal Beast (1958).
Bald prostitute Constance Towers beating up her pimp in the jazzy opening of The Naked Kiss (1964).
I consider Drive (2011) to be a classic. Most of the violence in it is unexpected and shocking, or at least unexpectedly shocking. Short, but devastating bursts.