When everything is findable, it’s clear as mud. And, surprise, the genetically engineered future is full of fuck ups. Profound questions of society and consciousness are sewn into a propulsive spycraft plot set within a Byzantine surveillance state. Who are we when we become made to order? Daitch expertly superimposes biotech, grim office politics, and literalized empathy to construct her Pynchonesque scenes. A mirror-dream to get lost in.
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