A compelling concept, exceedingly well produced, makes for a grimly terrific movie. Dystopian fantasies like this – What if people could no longer procreate? – provide a rich canvas for filmmakers to project their political predilections, here of a class struggle triggered by the procreation crisis.
Tiresome though this sort of leftist worldview may be, the movie holds together well, bearing favorable comparison with A Clockwork Orange and Blade Runner.
Clive Owen ably anchors the movie as a world weary guy who can’t escape doing the right thing.
Michael Caine provides welcome jolts of energy and humor as a pot farming prankster, of all things.
Julianne Moore disappoints as the rebel ringleader, partly because her porcelain skin renders her expressions almost invisible.
Tremendously impressive production values, fabulous music and big thoughts make this a perfectly produced film.
The PhysioReality is normal, while the BioReality is less glib than with most action movies.
However, from the large issues (Why would an expectant mother be anything but welcomed?) to the small (Our heroes miraculously dodge bullets while darting through urban combat that kills all around them), the CircoReality pushes into the realm of the Surreal.