Hoon-jung — Regia: Park

Han-si sat in a plastic chair outside a convenience store, the neon "OPEN" sign humming like a trapped insect. He wasn’t looking at the street; he was looking at his hands. They were clean now, but he could still feel the phantom weight of the knife he’d dropped in the harbor three hours ago.

He wrote the screenplay for this cult classic revenge film.

Kang finally turned his head. His eyes were empty. "In this business, everyone is a mole to someone. The only difference is who gets caught first."

As the car sped away, the fog swallowed the tail lights. It was a beautiful, bloody night—the kind where heroes don't exist, and the only thing left to do is choose how you'll go down. About the Director

A stylish, high-action sci-fi thriller.

The city of Incheon never slept; it just waited for the tide to go out.

Han-si sat in a plastic chair outside a convenience store, the neon "OPEN" sign humming like a trapped insect. He wasn’t looking at the street; he was looking at his hands. They were clean now, but he could still feel the phantom weight of the knife he’d dropped in the harbor three hours ago.

He wrote the screenplay for this cult classic revenge film.

Kang finally turned his head. His eyes were empty. "In this business, everyone is a mole to someone. The only difference is who gets caught first."

As the car sped away, the fog swallowed the tail lights. It was a beautiful, bloody night—the kind where heroes don't exist, and the only thing left to do is choose how you'll go down. About the Director

A stylish, high-action sci-fi thriller.

The city of Incheon never slept; it just waited for the tide to go out.

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