A French 6-episode series on the ‘flix.
Very brief warning at the start of the episode, that there’s suicide themes and discretion etc., which vastly understates it: This is a meditation on death.
On the 137th birthday of the oldest person alive, long after emortality/regeneration is developed, a number of suicides/murders wash up on a beach, and a cop and a girl, a former suicidal cultist, investigate.
The show is French, and as I’ve previously noted they seem to be more casual about casting normal, even ugly people in their shows. The girl especially has the ugliest skull and bad hair I’ve ever seen in a character not meant to be a freak. The cop has a broken (or just naturally ugly?) nose and is a little worn down and sad looking for an emortal, but he has reasons to get less regeneration than he needs.
The blue jellyfish, which presumably (later in the show confirmed) provided the drug or gene which gave them regeneration, is all over as mascots, pets, color theming.
Oh, color theming. Like every damned thing from Hollywood, half the show is cyan/orange duochrome. They have other gels or color filters and use them in a few scenes, but don’t use them for anything else. If you’re not in Hollywood, you’re free to use actual colors! You don’t have to imitate their worst feature! But it does, often making it very hard to see people and details because it’s all a muddy blue blur.
There’s minimal effort made on sets and props. They filmed in industrial, brutalist, or Scandinavian spartan architecture, but the cars, shitty cell phones, and iPhones, iPads, & MacBooks are unmodified other than black tape on the Apple logo. Other than some people in tracksuits, who may just be Slavic, fashion is modern. Magazines are in print, instead of just being on their shitty phones. Dance scenes at parties with bad modern house music are spazzy fishstick wobbling, exactly like the present. You’d forget it’s set in the future, until a wall-sized screen advertises at you, or some other visual prop like the “source gas” (stolen directly from Transmetropolitan) which is a nanotech camera/sound wire, or a “true mirror” which shows an actual-age image of everyone in the mirror, useful when surrounded by centuries-old people.
The oddest parts are when they try to be futuristic, with the grief counsellor and his glowing ball (“they used to use puppies”), or the half-wit intern who rides around on a beeping wheeled hoverboard, or the dumbest “weapon” in the history of dumb BDSM-inspired weapons.
“It must be comfortable. Having that attitude. Thinking everything is absurd and pointless.” —Cop Darius
“So what we’re doing has a point?” —Young punk Christa
Of course, everything is absurd and pointless. Darius is wrong but is so ingrained in his rut of life, 99 years as le flic, he can only see things as crimes or victims, not as transformations which may be necessary.
The scientist who invented regeneration says children are no longer necessary, and there’s a breeding control bill supporting him. Christa isn’t quite aware enough to be a nihilist yet, but she rides along passively thru most events, only taking initiative when her hallucinations push her forward.
The suicides turn out to be something more interesting. I’d been hoping for a Charles Sheffield’s Proteus inspired plot, something really changing the way mortality and form shaped Humanity, but they half-assed the plot in the end, turns into a very pedestrian conspiracy, rich old people getting their kicks. All the hints of a new world, or of protecting youth to get new blood, totally dumped in E6.
★★★★☆ for initial premise and being actual Science Fiction, ★★☆☆☆ for execution and ending.