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In 2024, I watch my niece scroll TikTok while sitting next to her best friend. I watch Amazon deliver a toothbrush to my neighbor’s door. I watch "quiet quitting" and the "anti-work" movement gain traction, not because people are lazy, but because we have all subconsciously realized we are the passengers of the Axiom.

When WALL-E premiered in 2008, we clapped at the Pixar charm. We cried when the robot held his own hand. We laughed at the fat humans floating in hover-chairs.

When we finally meet the captain and the passengers of the Axiom, we are supposed to laugh. They are gelatinous blobs. They cannot walk. They wear virtual reality screens on their faces 24/7. They talk to friends six inches away via video call. wall e full

Turn off the autopilot. Go outside. Touch the dirt.

The Axiom is sterile. The air is filtered. The food is liquid. The colors are pastel. The plant represents soil, bacteria, unpredictability, and death. It represents everything the Axiom was designed to eliminate. In 2024, I watch my niece scroll TikTok

Fifteen years later, watching WALL-E isn't a nostalgic trip. It’s a horror documentary.

We laughed in 2008.

We have dismissed this film as a children's romance about a rusty trash compactor. But Andrew Stanton didn't make a love story. He made a trap. He set it in 2805, but he baited it with 2008, and we walked right into it in 2024.