I think voters often choose movies that reflect their
righteous anger but rarely their seething
sense of impotence and futility (Crash, maybe), and I'm not sure that the BAFTA win for Three Billboards — oh, those Americans, isn't that how they solve everything, hitting someone or burning something?
Unlike his female counterpart, who might herself feel a
sense of righteous (or ridiculous)
anger, a palpable
sense of injustice, or a smoldering awareness
of frustration, the teenage boy is less likely to turn these feelings inward.