RRP reminds me of the characters in horror films who act like they've never seen a horror film in their lives. The audience knows how this plays out. The scriptwriter knows how this plays out. The psychopath sharpening his scalpels in the abandoned mental hospital that the heroes are going to picnic at knows how this plays out. The only people who think this can end in sunshine and candy are, in fact, the future people-fillets unloading the picnic baskets from the trunk.