Directed by Calum Grant and Joshua Atesh Litle
This is an independent movie about the survivors rebuilding life in the San Francisco area. It is a well-written and haunting story. While it posits a plague as the agent of TEotWaWKI, the lessons and outcomes are universal.
The Generational Gap
Every time someone else’s parent starts telling me about the past, they start crying. That’s bullshit. I don’t wanna hear your sob stories, I’ve been living with them. It’s almost like you adults are the kids now. They want it the way it was. I think it’s a bunch of fucking adults who are still strung out on the idea of what the world used to be. Personally, it’s over, if you ask me.
With each passing year, the percentage of people with no memory of Before increases. This is bound to have a serious impact on society. When the last of us are gone, the end of the world will be just another story in the history books.
Who’s going to give up their time to watch this guy?
Exile now seems to make sense, not like the vague concept it was Before. With so few people left, jail guard duty is a waste, a huge opportunity cost. The demand for the death penalty is stronger now.
No Leeway for Bad Luck
It seems more real than it ever did before, more vivid. Before in the world there was so much going on that you were bathed in noise and constant input. There are so few people left that when someone dies, they really die, the silence is that much more profound. But you’re used to it.
In this story, someone dies of an infected gunshot wound to the leg, mention is made of a burst appendix. The little shit can get you now. With so few of us left, each is a serious loss. This is why I have such misgivings about the death penalty.