Children of Men: puppy dogs and pretension

Unlike the rest of the world, who seem to be universally singing its praises, I thought Children of Men was a bit tiresome. Pretentious, portentous and far too worthy for its own good. As a childless woman, watching the tragedy of a world without babies – along with the Jesus Christ allusions – played out in a dystopian war zone wore a bit thin after a while. I entertained myself counting the many dogs and cats swarming all over the screen – the point, presumably, being that in a world without kids adults instinctively turn towards other forms of small, dependent beings to look after and to love.