It's a crude revolt, typical of childish women, who don't admit that time is passing.
The film starts from the lesbian premise that not having children is normal.
We know it's not, but it seems that the writer decided to show her private bubble to the world.
In it, there is a society where women are the most amazing being in the world, men are unnecessary, their sperm is not (yes, you will hear that).
The whole movie feels like a childish parade of feminists saying that fetuses are parasites and that it's much nicer to live without having children.
But the worst problem with the film and the silly script is not that. It's the fact that in her desire to fulfill the lesbian dream of turning motherhood into something terrible, which is a lie, the writer forgot to create a cohesive and coherent terror.
If you're watching this movie lying down, you're going to sleep.
And that's the best part of it.
