I find this post-apocalyptic nuclar wasteland confusing.

I can't decide which version is more sad:


Or:



I think the first one is definitely more disturbing. In that the absence of melody the the viewer becomes conflated with the doll face and in an uncomfortable position of self-recognition of our own desires as produced by images we consume.

Whilst the second one produces the doll face as object  who seems to be yearning for something, and it is in this yearning that we feel empathy/sympathy for the desires of the doll face but do not recognize those desires as our own.
...or maybe I just find the music to be terribly distracting...thoughts?