Hanna (Wright, 2011)
And then cut again! Listen to some music, watch some of the bloods, the bullets, the violence! Your editing can only distract me for so long though. I need something else. Like a score. Oh, you have that too? Well okay, I think we're checking off a lot of the boxes. Yet it's all so isolated, so damn cold. I can spend some time in that snowy forest, but I don't want to live there. There's a great big world of people out there, not just ones we use and discard. Not some insular clique. Pathos, wherefore art thou? Hanna, you just missed my heart.
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