Right, 'Home Alone.' A cinematic sugar rush. John Williams crafted a score so relentlessly wholesome, so utterly drenched in holiday cheer, that it almost feels… subversive. It’s the sound of enforced innocence, the kind of saccharine sweetness that, after enough rotations, could drive a person to commit acts of minor rebellion, if only to escape its relentless, unyielding jolliness. A saint might tolerate it, but a true sinner would find a way to corrupt it.
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