I am mother

I don’t really do movie reviews. Because… eh.. I’d like to say I don’t watch a lot of tv (because I’m doing all these other amazing things with my life) but really its because my prefrontal cortex never got the critical firmware upgrade… so whenever I try and devote myself to a singular activity that requires a certain level of attentiveness, there is often the accompanying aroma of something (with distinctive odour of polyethylene) burning. Which is a trite way of saying my concentration span is shot, likely addled by years of abusive relationship back and forth with the internet. Besides being a veteran (of life) and having recently procreated another infant, who has the time to commit to two hours of frivolity? Not when the opportunity cost is sleeping.


Also most tv, these days, is not meant for consumption by sentient beings. Having said that, every so often though, something cool does happen. To me, usually by accident. Enter, I am Mother. Which… as titles go… personally I would have gone for something more… its difficult to say what it is that I don’t like about it, but my consumer psychology brain doesn’t like it… it sounds, uninteresting, drab even.

Fortunately their marketing screen grab also included a robot which gave me pause, thereby gleaning the valuable seconds it took my brain to illicit interest before clicking next.

I am really loathed to link to the trailer because in the spirit of storytelling… the trailer for this movie is a dismal failure which will rob you of some of the joy in watching it. Instead I will just paste the synopsis.

A sci-fi thriller about a teenage girl (Clara Rugaard), who is the first of a new generation of humans to be raised by Mother (Rose Byrne), a robot designed to repopulate the earth after the extinction of humankind. But the pair’s unique relationship is threatened when an injured stranger (Hilary Swank) arrives with news that calls into question everything Daughter has been told about the outside world and her Mother’s intentions.


I really enjoyed it. And more perhaps more interestingly, it gave a fair number of things to ruminate and mull over post event. There are some compelling philosophical considerations posed during this flick. Ostensibly its lifeboat ethics/runaway trolley car stuff… mixed in with AI and dystopia. All the things that make Joey, if not cheerful, then certainly erect. As in sitting upright, (and paying attention) he added, as an afterthought.

In any event. I was entertained. And since I hate 99% of everything thats got to count for something.

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