Sand set in the not-so-distant future, this frayed assemblage of loosely interconnected sketches plays like ideas Charlie Brooker had while he was tipsy for episodes of Black Mirror, then crumpled up and tossed in his wastebasket. But those ideas were scavenged, scripted, and shot by student filmmakers whose underpaid tutors weren’t there to say to keep working on that script until you had something interesting.
The opening sequence, which recurs throughout, concerns an astronaut in space called David (Thomas Jane), who performs a routine repair on a satellite when a power surge sends it adrift with only an AI link to the company. As he floats through space, using his last days of oxygen, he monologues about his regrets in life, talks to God, and reflects on what is happening on Earth (where electrical storms portend environmental catastrophe). On our home planet, a sad-eyed robotic shelter attendant (Cold War’s wonderful Tomasz Kot, incongruously named Brian despite a heavy Polish accent) attempts to interest customers in an elderly, dodgy android named Charlie (Rupert Everett) who tells lame jokes and can’t fix much and is therefore hard to adopt.
Elsewhere, a young woman (Alice Eve) tries to get her Alexa/Siri-like AI assistant (who is simply called God) fixed so she can become a household deity again; a guy (Patrick Schwarzenegger) stalks his ex-girlfriend (Kylie Bunbury) using an Oculus-like headset; and the heir to a wealthy family of immortals (Alex Pettyfer) brings home his mortal girlfriend (Annabelle Wallis) to meet the family, making for a decidedly awkward dinner party. In the longest segment, a young woman (Garance Marillier, from Raw) agrees to rent out her body to an old man she was paired up with online, but not in the way you might think: his spirit will actually inhabit his body, giving the opportunity to enjoy a night of partying with young people in a luxurious hotel.
It all works out until a slightly surprising “shock” ending, which is bad news for all concerned, a twist that would be more tragic if it were possible to feel sorry for any of them.