Finally, pause on the hyphenation and punctuation—the tiny scaffolding that holds the claim together. Hyphens are bridges; periods fragment. Together they mimic the film’s structure: sequences of lives linked by abrupt cuts, endings that feel like starting points. In the end, this sterile line of text is a totem of contradiction: a measured file size that contains an unmeasured human cost, a compact rectangle that holds widescreen sorrow and fury.
