I hate pity. I hate this feeling wrapped in a hopeless, helpless sigh. It is a quiet thief. It slips in, uninvited, offering ...
I hate pity. I hate this feeling wrapped in a hopeless, helpless sigh. It is a quiet thief. It slips in, uninvited, offering ...
David Fincher version is so different. And you can imagine which is better. Dragons don’t transfer well to the American screen. The question is ‘why’.