Oh my god. I have to stop thinking about W so I can like do my job. But one more thing: In this bonkers, sci-fi explosion of a story, I keep seeing parallels to the experience of coming of age. The things it talks about—living in a world that’s not of our own creation; fundamental choices between good and evil and self-definition and predestination; the experience of pain and suffering in a world that’s supposed to be curated by a benevolent creator—are all the things we deal with every day in real life. By using this over-the-top sci-fi language, W is just heightening very real, emotional issues inherent in modern adulthood.