My dads brother visited us one time - when I was around 7 years old - and they sent me to bed and watched a movie together on TV. I’m not sure where my mom was, perhaps taking care of my little brother, but I quietly went down the stairs and saw them watching the movie, and I stayed very quietly so they would not know I’m there.
It was a Bruce Lee movie, “The Big Boss (1971)”. In that movie Bruce works at a ice factory and his boss kills some people and puts them into the ice. That’s not the worst of it. They then have those big ice blocks and a big blade saw and that saw cuts the big blocks into smaller peaces. It also cuts those bodies in the ice blocks into smaller pieces.
I couldn’t believe what I saw and went back upstairs and couldn’t fall asleep. I never told my parents.
And Judge Doom struggling as the steam roller flattens him. Up to that point he was treated as a human character. Fists pounding on the roller, he pleads and screams as it slowly crushes him. The other humans turn away rather than witness the horror. I was 6.
BUT turns out, it’s all okay! He was a toon all along! So no worries that we watched his demise, right? He’s fine! You can tell because of the high pitched laughing and bizarre “flat” version of the Judge standing up and re-inflating himself until his human eyes pop out.
Roger Rabbit. You know, for kids.
We watched that when it came out on VHS I think. Definitely not a movie for a pair of 8/9 year olds.
Though the only saving grace is that we were too young to understand what was going on.