Sure, the idea of smashing into a canvas of air and calling it art is tempting, but the line between adrenaline and self‑harm is razor thin. If you want a statement, let the scene be about the aftermath—watch the dust settle, hear the breath, feel the weight of the decision. It’s more compelling to see the consequence than the crash itself. Keep the stunt to a controlled reveal, not a glorified fall. And if you’ve got that bleeding knuckle, maybe keep the knife off the set.