This one's full of philosophical questions about being human and having a human life.

Human 3D printers are what we’ve become. From now on, you have to get used to dying—that’s your job now. Mickey is expendable. What does it feel like to die? Mickey hates it.

People die every day. Mickey is the lab rat. The sacrifice to save humanity for science.

Human printing technology. Psychopaths behind it. Don’t blame the puppets—blame the profiteers. While we debate the ethics…

This movie doesn’t believe in the Sandwich Theorem—it doesn’t sneak the cringe and the meh between better moments. It just serves them up, concentrated, full force. It feels like remembering a bad memory you’d rather forget. Like all the embarrassing, painful, cringeworthy moments from childhood packed into one overwhelming dose. Normally, experiences like that are spread out over time for a reason. But here, there’s no breathing room. And as it deconstructs the rom-com world, it makes you question why…