That’d be pretty ballsy if the show actually skirted its main character off at the halfway point and replaced her with a completely new character, wouldn’t it? Actually, it feels like some fraction of the cast has been swapped out, because I don’t feel we’ve been properly introduced to the one Enforcer who jumps the gun on the dudes packing Molotov cocktails at the bar. He seems to be filling the role of the wackier latent criminal with the spikey hair - - did he just get a haircut, perhaps?
I wouldn’t be so bold (and pretentious) as to put this on the level of 1984, just yet; but it still is very pleasing to see some sci-fi that finally goes past the speculations offered up in Orwell’s 64-year-oldnovel since most of them have more-or-less come true. Like, look around - - why would Big Brother even bother setting out to run surveillance on people? So much of the population has already willingly volunteered almost of all their personal information into public databases which, in most cases, have even been organized according to their professional, recreational and romantic lives?
Speculative fiction needs to be about the next step, so I continue to be intrigued by this show’s vision of a world where all sensations - - from art to office politics to interactions with strangers - - are classified according to how much they promote polite society. I mean, you read an article about the ubiquity of “safe” pop music, and it’s not too hard to imagine “harmful” counter-cultural music being labeled dangerous. It’s already happened, of course - - but we’re just waiting for some state official to put together a pseudo-science food pyramid to explain just how much danger is needed in our diet, aren’t we?
See? This is what keeps me coming back to this show.