When I was 14 I had a dream that there was a disaster going to kill most people on earth and all the wealthiest people left the planet but they never cared to figure out how to actually colonize the moon or mars or whatever so they stayed in their space ship and left the poor people to die on the planet. But with the wealthiest people gone the rest of the planet finally decided to work together with scientists and stuff cause no one wanted to die and money didnt matter with the wealthiest greediesr people gone and everyone finally managed to save the world of the disaster.
The wealthy elite were so intent on never going back that they stayed in their space ship and over time the lack of sunlight and gravity changed them, ruining their humanity (cause lets face it, the only humanity they really had was what they looked like) and they had to fight each other when their wealth wasn't enough any more go keep them above the rest cause there were no peasants for them to bully.
When the assholes that abandoned the planet to die finally made it back to earth, desperate for help, their useless piles of money worth nothing; when they make it back and find utopia was made because the greed was no longer present on the planet, they were complete aliens to the humans, completely inhuman, seen as devolved, greedy, useless, and weren't allowed back on the planet.
And I still think about that dream a lot.
Someone make this movie.
Someone make this reality.
