It's the Matrix in board shorts shot with GoPros. Yes please.
It's
Motorcycle Diaries in the American Southwest without, you know, that whole "guess what, I was Che Guevara the whole time" twist ending.
Ladies and gentlemen, I'm pleased to introduce my write-in candidate for 2012!
What?! Is this for real? Is it too late to do every single thing in my life differently, starting with not being born in West Cornwall.