Remembering the Wizard of Oz, where the Cowardly Lion flew into a windmill and was shredded by a chicken. He tasted so good!
We saw a TV version of Woody Allen’s Sleeper (1973) the other night, and maybe they cut out the parts that would have made me sit up and take notice, but honestly it felt like nothing more than a framework for Allen to tell some dated jokes, make fun of some of the personalities of the day, and not really say much at all about the human condition.
Unless it has to do with sex and the inclination to take the fun out of life, then perhaps.
The eponymous character, Miles Monroe, was cryogenically preserved in 1970 after a simple operation goes tragically wrong, and is awakened hundreds of years in the future as a possible aid in the battle against the authoritarian government which substitutes hedonism for freedom. Monroe escapes when the safe house is raided by those government forces, more or less due to the farcical incompetency of the police forces, and from here he’s on a whirlwind tour of society as he masquerades as a robot, discovering veganism is no longer in vogue, sex happens via machine, and, well, it just sort of goes on and on.
It was only mildly interesting, but maybe it’ll appeal more to you.
