Dark, sullen psycho allegory of the 90s generation with dysphoria.
When I was a teenager in the 60s and 70s, we dealt with our dissatisfaction or peer pressure or identity difficulties by playing rock music, or dating or befriending people our parents didn't like, or experimenting with drugs, etc.
Now there's a new world order. The new dysphoria is rooted in changing genders, or having no gender or having an eating disorder. Things that to me are far more potentially damaging physically and far more likely to great anger and division. Gotta ramp it up a few notches.
And so much of the ramping up has made it's way into so many movies and TV shows. Probably why, as I get older, I spend more time watching older stuff that is less fad driven, social media driven.