two-character poster — Oversized title with two figures, in high contrast, centered composition

A noir thriller movie poster of two adult men in dark suits locked in a tense standoff, one leaning down with a pistol while the other lies on the ground aiming back, bisected by a giant orange title. The background is a blown-out wall of bright windows, a grid of white and pale gray rectangles reading as an overexposed office interior, with a dark horizontal mullion cutting across the upper third. Across the middle of the frame, the title placeholder text "TITLE" stretches in colossal orange-red serif capitals, the letters distressed with fine scratches and worn patches, partially overlapped by the standing adult man's body. In the upper portion of the frame, an adult man in his forties with slicked-back black hair and a grim, sweat-sheened face leans down from the top edge, his dark navy suit and white shirt collar visible, a black pistol gripped in his right hand and pointed downward. On the right side of the frame, the standing adult man's suit jacket falls in heavy dark folds, a glimpse of white shirt cuff and his left hand holding a second gun down at his side. In the lower-left corner, the second adult man lies on his back, seen in profile from the nose up, his face pale and strained, dark hair damp against his forehead, staring up at the gun above him. His dark suit sleeve rises diagonally across the center of the frame, the arm extended upward, the suiting catching a sharp highlight along its edge. In the lower-right corner, his other hand grips a pistol near his hip, the gun's dark metal half-lost in shadow. In the upper-left corner, the window light is at its brightest, nearly pure white, washing out all detail. The two adult men's gazes lock along a diagonal axis of tension, the standing adult man's eyes narrowed and furious, the fallen adult man's wide with a mix of fear and defiance. The standing adult man's suit is a deep navy wool, its buttons and the jacket vent rendered in crisp shadow, while the fallen adult man's suit is a shade darker, almost black. The lighting is brutally high-contrast, a searing white backlight from the windows that turns both adult men into near-silhouettes, rimming the standing adult man's hair and shoulder with a thin halo while throwing his face into partial shadow, and bleaching the fallen adult man's upturned face with a stark, interrogation-like glare. The palette is starkly minimal: blinding white, deep navy-black suits, and the single blazing orange-red of the title. A thin vertical highlight runs down the standing adult man's tie area, the only bright detail on his dark torso. The scratched texture of the title letters suggests weathered paint or distressed print, softening their otherwise monumental presence. The overall composition balances the two figures in a vertical power struggle split by the oversized title, the palette stripped to blinding white, ink-black suiting, and one searing orange-red, rendered in a hard-edged photorealistic noir style that feels paranoid, confrontational, and electrically tense.