Seeing this at 1:30 PM for $8 alone in a Regency Theater in Encino with an In n Out out burger made me like it. I laughed at the minions antics three times. Once while they were doing kung fu. I’ve always enjoyed the drippingly saccharine kindness turns at the end of these movies, most notably when I teared up on Despicable Me: Minion Mayhem the first time I rode it in Orlando, Florida.
I like these vignettes and I think these people are all interesting and sad and their stories are important and I enjoyed watching it, but I don't think it was really an evaluation of the "generation of wealth". I think that's probably just the best way this documentary could've been commercially distributed: hiding the abundant amount of the director's personal therapy this documentary focuses on in order to reach a broader audience. Doesn't really matter though. I enjoyed the movie, so it doesn't matter. Sorry!