So, I was sick this week and I had a couple of very unpleasant days where all I could manage to do was lay on the couch and look pitiful. Luckily, it gave me the time to finally binge Daybreak on Netflix. I had been meaning to check it out because it looked cool and Ira Madison was a writer for the show and I do stan Ira Madison. I’m glad that I did because Daybreak is fun as hell.
It’s a very clever show that you will either love or hate. I’m a big fan of the humor, the use of flashbacks to show us who our characters were as compared to who they are now, and I’m a sucker for a good found family story. I also really love the fact that the characters are well rounded and complicated. In shows like this they usually tend to be pretty unsurprising and these kids are anything but. Basically, this is the high energy, batshit crazy, apocalypse story that I’ve been waiting for my whole life.
A nuclear bomb has detonated and turned all of the adults into either goo or flesh eating ghoulies, the animals are all mutating, and the high school quarterback has gone full Mad Max. He’s calling himself Turbo Bro Jock and his crew of highly skilled high school warriors are out to get the leads of the show because they are psychotic and lost the world’s grossest water balloon fight. Also, there’s this guy called Baron Triumph who patrols the streets and eats all of the loners he can find.
How, do a normal guy, a bully turned Ronin pacifist, and a morally flexible 10 year old genius even begin to navigate the new world? There’s love and friendship, confetti filled Hamilton dueling pistols, an all female Latina Morrissey cover band, and a whole golf team full of douchebags involved but I don’t want to give too much away. It’s 10 episodes and although it’s not perfect I enjoyed every second of it. Those last couple of minutes absolutely blind sided me. I’m definitely hoping that Netflix gives it a second season because I can’t wait to see what this little show will do next.