A mysterious word sparks a deadly contagion that cannot be contained. CONTENT WARNING: Contains generative A.I. and sadness.
A mysterious word sparks a deadly contagion that cannot be contained. CONTENT WARNING: Contains generative A.I. and sadness.
I think Ray Bradbury would have loved this, considering he explored similar themes in “Fahrenheit 451.” So many aspects of this came together beautifully: the black and white palette, using stills like old photographs in a documentary, and the narrator’s voice – confusion, loss, and defeat coloring his painful retelling of a world gone toxic and militaristic in its efforts to save people’s lives (or, more likely, control them.) Love lost is a pain like no other, and isolation and silence feed that nightmare when connection and intellectual growth are denied. Is there any point in continuing on when you can no longer read or speak freely because words can destroy lives? And if control is the intent, what is the goal behind it? So much to ponder here. A sobering, provocative work.