This is the malaise of suburbia. The surreality of the first part is idyllic yet strange, the motions of adulthood as understood by the young. They hit growth milestones as per ordained by the adults in their lives, the goal being to go out into the world and meet heteronormative ideals in support of capitalism via forming the nuclear family. Some make it out by doing this, others don’t. Others still fail to meet those same growth milestones and end up stuck alongside the others regardless.
In the second half we see the result, the burnouts and the stranded, stuck with nothing to do, forced into an arrested development purely for not falling into those capitalistic norms. Nearly free of dialogue, the second half feels stifling. There’s a longing to get out and yet no means to do so. Those avenues have all dried up.
It’s an all too familiar feeling, feeling like your life has no forward momentum, and younger people feel it earlier and earlier. That’s a shame.
This is the malaise of suburbia. The surreality of the first part is idyllic yet strange, the motions of adulthood as understood by the young. They hit growth milestones as per ordained by the adults in their lives, the goal being to go out into the world and meet heteronormative ideals in support of capitalism via forming the nuclear family. Some make it out by doing this, others don’t. Others still fail to meet those same growth milestones and end up stuck alongside the others regardless.
In the second half we see the result, the burnouts and the stranded, stuck with nothing to do, forced into an arrested development purely for not falling into those capitalistic norms. Nearly free of dialogue, the second half feels stifling. There’s a longing to get out and yet no means to do so. Those avenues have all dried up.
It’s an all too familiar feeling, feeling like your life has no forward momentum, and younger people feel it earlier and earlier. That’s a shame.
