Katsuhiro does not spare us the gory details, but makes us cozy up with the horrors of destruction.  The mushroom cloud is brought to us, and we are forced to acknowledge the severity of our own precarious situation.  This dystopic tale is so fantastical yet so familiar, that is difficult to brush it aside as mere sci-fi mumbo-jumbo… what with “35,000 nuclear warheads worldwide aimed in every direction” and all.