You and I seem to be the only ones who get this movie…or at least brave enough to admit crying as the girl chased the car as he pulled away. I guess its not hip to like a sentimental movie anymore. We all have to feel above it all.

This reviewer is a self inflated dickhead. And apparently a lot of you are too. Sort of like a group of rats complaining about the sad state of the garbage you're eating, as you continue to eat it. I mean it's an end of the world film, what the fuck did you think you'd see? And youre all so jaded and high on…