A town is being terrorized by a masked killer who is murdering women. A young woman is attacked by the killer but escapes. She believes the killer to be either the town's policeman or the manager of the local theater, and she devises a plan to find out which is the actual killer.
Right after the fake Santa spray paints his face and then breaks into the house via the chimney, he kills the dog. Just leave the room when you see his feet his the floor at the bottom of the fireplace.
Then 20-30 min later there’s a weird, sad montage that goes through it all again. Right before this montage, the kid says (into the intercom system): you don’t know this house. (Or something like it) the following montage brings up a bunch of memories of his dog that was killed.
One of cinema's most harrowing examples of breaking the fourth wall... director Haneke does it so blatantly yet skillfully that the film's viewer queasily feels they are taking part in, even helping control or decide, the violence onscreen.
Then 20-30 min later there’s a weird, sad montage that goes through it all again. Right before this montage, the kid says (into the intercom system): you don’t know this house. (Or something like it) the following montage brings up a bunch of memories of his dog that was killed.