There was a time I could see. And I have seen. Boys like these, younger than these. Their arms torn out, their legs ripped off. But there is nothing like the sight of an amputated spirit. There's no prostetic for that.
I am a sucker for happy endings, and even more for fullfilling, satisfying ones. The ending scene was pure cinematic ADRENALINE... I felt goosebumps from the moment Al Pacino entered the room until the big explosion of applauses of…
