Because "everything's relative." Hitchcock may have seem to go off the deep end on violence from Psycho on, but even back in the Hays Code forties and fifties, he was filming some pretty brutal stuff.
I understand that. But he wanted the type of envelope-pushing graphic violence and sex that later became a staple after Psycho, not this stuff that you listed. Hitchcock talked from time to time about the frustration of having to deal with the Hays Code, which he explained was the reason why he did certain things in his movies by way of "code" (the train entering the tunnel to symbolize sex) or having the two leads keep kissing intermittently (because there was a rule that a kiss couldn't last longer than a few seconds).
The point I'm making is that though he pushed the envelope by 1940s and 50s standards, he still felt incredibly constrained in what he wanted to show on film.
There's almost a spiritual aspect to it: if humans can be reduced to meat...don't their souls go SOMEWHERE?
I don't agree with this. Full disclosure--I watched a family member die recently. There's nothing "spiritual" about it. Nor does someone become reduced to a "piece of meat." This idea of what it's like when people cross the threshold from life into death has nothing to do with reality. It has to do with morbid curiosity, and that's what Hitchcock was consumed with for most of the latter half of his career, this childlike fascination of "what really happens."
The death of Brenda Blarney is a perfect expression of his morbid curiosity. In reality, Brenda would've just quietly "died" with her eyes listlessly open or even closed as if she was asleep. This is the reality of what happens when people die. It's uneventful, making the passing even more upsetting. Because to die is a monumental thing, so monumental that you would think that the heavens open up, angels cry, whatever. But it just happens, like when a fire from a lighted match flickers out.
To put it another way, death is mundane, uneventful, fleeting. It's literally a feeling of, "OMG...just like THAT? Just like...that?" But for people like Hitchcock and De Palma, their morbid curiosity was so pronounced that they could never show the reality of dying. Their death scenes had to be filled with spectacle and gruesomeness. This is why the last shot of Brenda Blarney in Frenzy wasn't one of her quietly dying in a fleeting moment. It was her with her eyes wide open and her tongue sticking out in a grotesque angle--not to make a point about murder but to satisfy Hitchcock's own morbid curiosity about what happens when people are killed.
Just to drive home the point, if you are not easily traumatized, Google morgue photos of Sharon Tate and other victims of the Charles Manson massacre. (WARNING: they are rough to take.) These people died in the most brutal way possible but they don't look like meat. That's what's most disturbing about those photos, how nothing about their expressions shows the horror of what they went through or worse yet, that moment when they died. Sharon Tate looks like she's half-smiling and ready to say "hello"; Abby Folger looks asleep.
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