I've always loved Ernest. That was why I jumped at the chance to make Billy's vision a Hemingway tribute; a darkly militaristic imperial German vision from when war was much more simple. The fighting and dying in the snow, complete with bears (!!!!) was a thrill to write. It was also gnarly and horrible. The ruptures of horrific, awful bloody violence creep through like veins in a pair of cold hands.
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