I be an old fart of 60 years. I enjoy Walking Dead and GoT so I believe I have a pretty well rounded circle of influence.
That stated this film blows me away (far, far away). As I sit in my 3 BR 3 B AC'd and heated house, with a full fridge of nourishment, I finish watching this film desperately wishing I could have been one of the Corp. A deep melancholy settles into me. The only cure I have found for this morbid depression is to get my rig ready, and shoot up my medicine by hitting replay. Again, and again, and again,...... I fear for my sanity. I have tried exploring the wilderness around me, but I can only hike a few yards without meeting some other human or their waste. Alas.