John Green is so angry he didn't write this first, probably.

Guy pitching this movie: "Well, uh, it's a movie about this weird kid whose new stepdad thinks he's the Antichrist, and, well... uh... he is. That's it, that's the movie."

Netflix: "Well, we do need more drab, meaningless original content we can't make money off of. Why not?"

WHAT ASTOUNDING GIRL POWER. This was so rough 'n tough and so, so beautiful. What makes this better is that it felt like a genuine Mad Max movie. A great continuation.

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.