This thing was written by a seven years old sci-fi fan or an algorithm; it's just a bunch of overplayed clichés put together randomly. There's nothing original up to 3rd episode. Then, there are incredibly violent scenes on top of an utterly childish plot, including castration and beheadings. Something that could be expected when an actual adult would be tasked with spicing up a story written by the kid to turn it into "entertainment" somewhat palatable for grownups.
Most of the fun comes from counting plotholes, goofs, anachronisms, and outright stupidity of the writers.
Remember that the story happens DECADES after reverting to the pre-industrial era. It's clearly stated in the exposition at the beginning that sometime in the mid-2020s, civilization as we know it ceased to exist within a short period and never came back.
Clothing. Almost all characters wear 100% factory-made, slightly worn-out clothing and shoes in all sizes, styles, and colors. Everybody is rocking forty-ish-year-old clothes and footwear, like Walmart, just closed its door for business a few weeks ago.
Electricity. There are batteries for flashlights. There's enough electricity to run fancy neon lights inside the buildings. In fact, there are so many lights everywhere; it looks like the current grows on trees or something.
Gas. There are still cars in use, and they run on gasoline. It's a common misconception in the post-apocalyptic genre. The gas you buy at a gas station has a concise shelf life of about six months at most. Military uses enriched fuel, and it can last up to two, maybe three years top if stored properly. A few years after the last refinery goes down, there won't be any viable fuel left. Somebody could probably drill oil and refine it to the point it would work in a gravity-fed carburetor. Still, I doubt it would allow driving a modern military vehicle that makes 10 miles on a gallon and requires high-quality fuel that won't clog injectors.
Societal structure. For some reason, in this tribal society of constant warfare, everybody still treats women on equal footing. Females and teenagers are valuable assets in war parties; they successfully fight brutal, hand-to-hand combat with enemies twice their size.
Lastly, one of the protagonists got stabbed and fell on her back from the cliff 12 feet down into a stone creek bed. She just laid down there unconscious, wet and cold until the following day, then she just woke up, took a deep breath, and walked away.
That should do, I believe. Now, go do something useful.
Most of the fun comes from counting plotholes, goofs, anachronisms, and outright stupidity of the writers.
Remember that the story happens DECADES after reverting to the pre-industrial era. It's clearly stated in the exposition at the beginning that sometime in the mid-2020s, civilization as we know it ceased to exist within a short period and never came back.
Clothing. Almost all characters wear 100% factory-made, slightly worn-out clothing and shoes in all sizes, styles, and colors. Everybody is rocking forty-ish-year-old clothes and footwear, like Walmart, just closed its door for business a few weeks ago.
Electricity. There are batteries for flashlights. There's enough electricity to run fancy neon lights inside the buildings. In fact, there are so many lights everywhere; it looks like the current grows on trees or something.
Gas. There are still cars in use, and they run on gasoline. It's a common misconception in the post-apocalyptic genre. The gas you buy at a gas station has a concise shelf life of about six months at most. Military uses enriched fuel, and it can last up to two, maybe three years top if stored properly. A few years after the last refinery goes down, there won't be any viable fuel left. Somebody could probably drill oil and refine it to the point it would work in a gravity-fed carburetor. Still, I doubt it would allow driving a modern military vehicle that makes 10 miles on a gallon and requires high-quality fuel that won't clog injectors.
Societal structure. For some reason, in this tribal society of constant warfare, everybody still treats women on equal footing. Females and teenagers are valuable assets in war parties; they successfully fight brutal, hand-to-hand combat with enemies twice their size.
Lastly, one of the protagonists got stabbed and fell on her back from the cliff 12 feet down into a stone creek bed. She just laid down there unconscious, wet and cold until the following day, then she just woke up, took a deep breath, and walked away.
That should do, I believe. Now, go do something useful.