How often do you consume some post-apocalyptic media and people slog it on empty highways or whatever for miles and miles on foot or revert back to fucking horses for some reason? Like I can suspend my disbelief that somehow there's just shittons of fuel laying around everywhere that magically doesn't spoil for decades but even then there's so many scenes where the characters are struggling to walk a distance or take forever and you could literally do it in a quarter of the time on a bike.
They're comparably easy to fix, they don't require keeping a whole ass horse alive, they're fairly abundant everywhere and the fuel is you. It just fucks with my disbelief. What, do these people walk through what remains of the suburbs, looting houses for supplies and just ignore every bike they see?
Maybe it's a tone thing where if you let bikes be a significant part of it the world will simply be too much of a delight to be dystopic
Just add headwinds for the scene or whatever. No one is happy in headwinds
Me, an intellectual, using a jib and tacking
Damn you have some wide roads.
Those 10-lane highways will finally have a purpose
Would be amazing to watch an "end of the world movie" that starts out all "scary doomsday preppers about to murder each other for their cans of beans" that quickly turns into an upbeat 80's or 90's dirtbike/BMX buddy style movie by the end.
Sounds almost like Zombieland.