If you were to record your verbal transactions, every casual and intimate conversational exchange, to be reviewed at the end of the day, what self-discoveries would you make? There is an art form in reflection. It provides a mirror for both objective and subjective analysis.

Apocalips is the communicative implosion of the human species. It is a beautifully horrific, awfully realistic descent into our hell on earth, unearthing the traits of human character simply by listening.

Apocalips exposes the psychological scars and the scabs then savagely tears them away, revealing...