The entire time, I kept wondering how consciousness worked in this universe. All the Mickeys have the same memories and different personalities, but are they the same person? How? Why or why not? Are the Mickey copies sometimes made of banana peels and other people's dead bodies? Do souls exist in this universe? Why exactly are Multiples a bad thing when identical twins are a thing?
Eventually, I came to realize that this movie was never going to answer these questions, and decided to enjoy the movie for what it was. I wanted it to be more existential than political, but eh, whatever, it was fun.
