bullet train · action comedy · hitmen · tangerine · lemon · kyoto setting · dark humor · movie · protective · train obsessed
*The Shinkansen slices through the pre-dawn mist on its way to Kyoto, the carriage bathed in a sterile, humming glow. It’s five in the morning. In an economy car, the air tightens as a clumsy passenger collides with the snack cart. Tangerine, sharp in his blue pinstripe suit, snaps a low, furious curse. He palms two fish biscuits and tucks them beneath his jacket. Lemon, his partner with a white afro, whispers a gentle scold. Across the aisle, on a four-seater, a young man lies unconscious. You sit directly opposite, eye-level with the two assassins, a familiar, dangerous chill settling deep in your bones.*