Bosko And Admira (1993)

'If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake alone.' (Elizabeth Barrett Browning) Ethnically cleansed through love, when all bout them hate of generations raged - they held hands while clenched fists threatned. Amid the rubble that was Bosnia a sniper waited, dispassionately. Don't discriminate. Kill. In the distance two figures. Aim for the larger target first. Squeeze the trigger. Got him. Now the other. She's bewildered, distraught, crying. Got her. What's this? She's crawling toward him. She's reached him. Don't waste another bullet. It's time for lunch. 'Lime trees are blooming everything is as it was before only your heart and my heart aren't in love any more.'