I watched in time, a dystopian sci-fi, to gain some more inspiration as I plot March City 2. In Time follows a future where everyone stops ageing at 25 years old and their internal clock starts to tick, and that clock is used as currency. Time is life.
Cue cries for justice and overthrowing the oppressive system.
Contains spoilers, duh.
Obviously this goes into the subject of rich versus poor and control of the market. The rich flourish and the poor perish. Inflation at the hands of the rich ensure they remain at the top of the food chain and the poor will die, maintaining the status quo.
Enter Justin Timberlake, a poor underdog who suffered at the hand of the system. He has the dumb luck to run into a rich guy who has had enough of living forever and was gifted with the extra time because of his selfless heroics. The trigger to his transformation into the avenger is when his mum dies when her time runs out and he is unable to save her — they dramatically reach out for each other, him with his century left, her with seconds left, and we, the audience, just knows she’ll run out. Furious, he then embarks on a quest to ruin the system, assisted by his kidnappee/love interest Amanda Seyfried.
To be honest, I enjoyed the film. It’s a tad cliched — overthrow the status quo! Death to the monopoly! Yada yada. It’s exciting, it’s infuriating, it leaves me torn. I supported the noble, dogged determination of Cillian Murphy (how can a 40-year-old physically look convincing as a 25-year-old?! How?!) as the story’s peacekeeper. He worked his way through authentic methods, sheer hard work, and there are people like Timberlake who, in his view, want to cheat the system and destroy everything he’s worked for and represents. I also supported Timberlake, feeling sympathy for the suppressed and rallying for the kicked dog.
I’m not quite sure what Alex Pettyfer’s contribution is aside from looking and sounding posh and shooting some people. When the main’s enemies are the justice system (Murphy) and the Big Bad (Kartheiser, who plays Seyfried’s father as the head of a rich corporation), I don’t think a petty thief is needed. Perhaps if Kartheiser had hired some assassins to go after Timberlake it would make more sense, instead of Pettyfer going on about how he steals only from his own people and Timberlake taking time (money) across borders ruins his business.
That bit is quite yawn.
My only nitpick with this — aside from the uselessness of Pettyfer’s character — is how Seyfried and Timberlake always runs hand-in-hand. I get it. They’re in love. They’re partners in crime. But do you know how hard it is to run holding onto someone else’s hand, weaving through streets, holding onto a gun with your other, and when you run at different speeds? And Seyfried’s sprinting in stilettos half the time?!
You know I liked a film when I can only complain about the main’s shoes.
Also not entirely satisfied with the ambiguous ending. They end up robbing a bigger bank. Great. How can they survive? They are wanted criminals. There are powerful people about. Are they relying on the poor for food? Medical attention? Two vigilantes can’t amount to much when they’re entirely solo.
Verdict: Enjoyable. Actually watched it twice.