Ouch, just about the ultimate cut on her husband there at the end, though it would beg the question, why did she marry him? It all hints at a disturbing de-coupling of reproductive and relational components to human nature. Boy, I hope we never get here.
Ah, the promise of a better tomorrow. However, this can only become reality once we build robots to work at McDonald’s, unless those jobs are saved for those who cannot afford genetic enhancement or the occasional defects.
I absolutely loved Gattaca, and this reminds me very much of that.
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