Just remembered one of my first encounters and realizations about whump that had got lost in my memory for a while.
I believe I was about 7 years old. It was on New Years Eve, we always had a printed tv program on our table and there were a few pictures of some movies. And one of the pictures caught my eye. There was an injured man with bloody clothes and a woman standing over him. I spend a lot of time looking at it and imagining scenarios of what happened and what could happen. I was so mad at the woman for not helping him and all I could think of was why wouldn't she help. I wanted to take care of his wounds. At the time, my dolls and toys were always sick, injured and covered in bandages, can't explain why.
The name of the movie has been stuck in my brain since then but I've never actually seen it. I want to remember the story like I imagined it as a child.
After many years I found the same picture but it was different. There was no woman. Then where the hell did she come from? :)
