Last night, I watched Before We Go – an independent mediocre romance movie on Netflix about a beaten-down man who is dreading seeing his ex-girlfriend at a wedding reception in New York City. He’s approaching that point in his life where he’s supposed to have it together, but doesn’t. Seeing the one that got away is his worst nightmare, second only to going to the wedding reception itself. It was a depressing concept for a film, but not as depressing as a video that surfaced on Reddit today of a stone-faced man who is clearly at the same crossroads everyone finds themselves at once they turn thirty.
I don’t know what it is about this man, but we are all him. Maybe he’s just had thirty of those Coronas and has no idea he’s actually being filmed. Maybe his empty eyes are because he’s the only one of his friends there without a date. Or perhaps he’s simply playing up his millennial depression for the sake of going viral. Either way, it’s all too fucking real and he is every single one of us in some way, shape, or form. .