When the genetic trait for explosive hair on that freckled redheaded kid disappears from the face of humanity, The Last Redhead, orphaned as a child in an era of punch cards and pay phones, is captured in a product oriented, slogan shouting, genetically engineered, fashion centric social movement, whose industry, along with stealing an egg right from her uterus, is designed to find the phlogisticate to her redheadedness.