Moyer’s film attempts to show us how corners of contemporary culture deal with dwindling prospects in the face of vastly unequal progress. Inceldom is shown to be an inflammatory, impotent dissent to match the gilded self-righteousness of “moral capitalism” and the market logic that drives technocratic liberal policymaking.

Holy f*. Poor boys, not only aren't getting laid, nobody's handing them oodles of cash for just being themselves. As the song said,"Sisters are doing it, for themselves". https://www.metrolyrics.com/sisters-are-doin-it-for-themselves-lyrics-aretha-franklin.html (Sorry, YouTube won't play for me anymore.) Meanwhile, bros want someone to do everything for them.