Jul 5
If you had to choose, would you rather wake up in the dystopia of Blade Runner, where, amid an endless sprawl of grimy skyscrapers, you eventually find yourself trying to hook up with your 3D AI assistant as your only romantic prospect. Or in The Fifth Element, where everything seems a lot more cheerful, but in exchange the world has been completely taken over by a kind of brainrot Rococo aesthetic. The most obnoxious reality TV clowns have become the entirety of culture, and there's not even anywhere you can hide from them.
