Comic Kismet.
I already feel like I would like to watch that movie again. There were a bunch of fucking kids chattering that kept distracting me. Yes, it is a comic book movie, but I take my made-up myths somewhat seriously.
I was watching them, though, and wondering again how any fucking intelligence at all survives when our old people die. The young have no impulse control. They have grown up consuming media nearly full time. They don’t know anything. They possess no capacity for critical thinking, even in their own interest, I suspect. They are simultaneously stupid in all the ways that matter, and utterly convinced of their own righteousness (because that has been the goal of all the propaganda they have been exposed to, starting somewhere around kindergarten.)