This was about as interesting as watching grass grow. This was supposed to be how a family and community survives a nuclear holocaust. I expected to see people coming together, struggling to find food, etc or for the close-knit community to fall apart in the struggle. Neither happened.
I didn't see any efforts by anyone to survive. I saw people waiting around to die. The only one doing anything constructive was the boy. His mother just sat around the house writing in a journal that no one is ever going to read.
I wasn't so much bored as I was infuriated at the lack of anyone actually doing anything.
I didn't see any efforts by anyone to survive. I saw people waiting around to die. The only one doing anything constructive was the boy. His mother just sat around the house writing in a journal that no one is ever going to read.
I wasn't so much bored as I was infuriated at the lack of anyone actually doing anything.