Post-apocalyptic sci-fi with a barely explained world and a silent cool bad guy and lots of robots? SIGN ME UP.
Adults sitting around a table staring at a kid trying to say the right thing to get him to open up, to give him confidence, to make him comfortable to do what they think is right for him. I feel a bulk of my childhood revolved around stuff like that; grappling with my own self-confidence (or extreme lack-of), my masculinity, my restrained emotions, the everything that I was afraid to show. The world trying to tell me who I should…