Why the premise of BREATHE is getting under my skin.

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Short version: BREATHE is a post-apocalyptic movie where the world is out of oxygen, or something, but there’s a MacGuffin that can turn the air back on, only everybody left alive is apparently suffering from hypoxia and can’t think straight for ten minutes straight about, you know, starting out by getting the MacGuffin to work. But that’s not the thing that’s bugging me, really. That’s just lazy writing.

You know what’s really bothering me? You say all the oxygen’s gone, friend? Well, unless there’s been a giant scoop or something, all of that oxygen must have reacted with something. Like, say, carbon dioxide. Is that a safe assumption? You think it is?

Great. Then where are all the [expletive deleted] trees? Trees, plants, grass, moss, [expletive deleted] pond scum? They’re not breathing oxygen! Shoot, even if the trees died, bacteria are tough! They’ll be having a field day! The entire outside should be covered in green, and slimy to the touch!

:sigh: I’m getting old. This sort of thing never used to bother me.