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kiki_witch’s review published on Letterboxd:
This review may contain spoilers.
What makes a feeling real? Which are the right criteria to define being? What does different really mean? When there's no more space to look for some real connection and the only real emotion comes in a pill does it makes it less concrete?
In a romantic not-so-futuristic version of the future where there's no reason to be afraid of a droid and the only compromise humanity is still longing to accept will be for the perfect match will seems not so incredible to find interest in someone different from an imperfect human being.
I'm here with some questions leaved behind by this film and I like to have some food for thought.