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Luke Skywalker jetting through the Death Star’s metal canyons armed only with a single proton torpedo. The Bride in Kill Bill hoisting her gleaming katana up to a room full of ninjas ready to strike her down. John McClane scaling the sides of Nakatomi Tower with bloody feet. Motherfucking Braveheart facing down the English with […]
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