Angela Bourassa

Adam and Jane are stuck together—literally the last two people alive, floating through the endless nothing of space. Supplies? Running low. Hope? Uh, that ship sailed a while ago. They’re not astronauts or anything, just two regular folks who somehow survived a cosmic disaster and now share a cramped, half-broken spacecraft. Days blur together. Jane’s got her routines, her stubborn optimism, her weirdly specific snack rations. Adam? He’s sarcastic, a little messy, and obsessed with fixing things that probably don’t matter anymore. They bicker, obviously. What else are you gonna do when you’re trapped with someone 24/7 and there’s literally nowhere else to go? Sometimes their fights are stupid, like arguing over whose turn it is to clean up the food tubes. Sometimes, though, it gets real—grief for the world they lost, for families they’ll never see again, for birthdays and holidays that mean nothing now. Still, there are jokes, little games, and way too many reruns of the same old movies. Somewhere between the snark and the boredom, Adam and Jane start to let their guards down. Maybe there’s something beautiful about being the last two people left—terrifying, sure, but also a little bit freeing. The movie doesn’t sugarcoat it: loneliness, absurdity, even the occasional emotional meltdown, it’s all here. But in the end, it’s about holding onto each other, because sometimes, even when the universe has literally wiped out everyone else, you can still find a reason to laugh.