The ongoing currency is time; you live 25 years, you receive a maximum of one year's bonus.

After this concession every day of one's life must be conquered.

Any work, activity, service is compensated and paid for with time.

A digital clock placed on the forearm punctuates it and through contact allows the acquisition or loss of time available for living.

Instead of asking for money, beggars ask, "Do you have a minute for me?"

A coffee costs four minutes, a ticket on the bus as much as two hours, depending on the increases.

The physical appearance of the residents is stuck at 25, and Will Salas has been 25 for three. He defends a rich man from the Minutes Men, scoundrels organized to steal time, and receives a 106-year payoff that will result in the man's suicide.

With all this time on his hands Will wants to penetrate the Time Zone, a neighborhood where there is no shortage of time and the rich live slowly, armored in luxury at the expense of the wretched in other neighborhoods. A standard in a hotel costs 2 months and a lunch even 8 1/2 weeks with a week's tip.

In the casino there is no limit, you can gamble everything even your own existence and here Will meets a time banker and his beautiful daughter. He wins the challenge at poker and secures more than two centuries of life that will be seized from him by the timekeepers, a kind of police force that protects the precious currency exclusively of the rich.

With the young heiress he will begin a journey in an attempt to recover the time to be redistributed, as the cost of living exists because men keep dying but in reality there would be enough for everyone and no one should die before time.

The combination to her father's safe is 12/2/1809, the date of Darwin's birthday to glorify Darwinian capitalism.

How can you live while watching people die in front of you asks Will and she replies, "you don't look, you close your eyes."

Redistributing the temporal accumulation becomes their mission: is it stealing if it has been stolen from you?

The king of science fiction Andrew Niccol, former screenwriter of The Truman Show, returns to make us think, with a film that has the effectiveness of a parable or a mythological tale.

Are we still able to understand our enslavement to money, or is it necessary to present it in the form of time in order to be able to feel the anguish of lack?"

What if money as, in this case time, becomes the symbolic generator of all values? The end the mere ability to produce it, preserve it and increase it? And the means us humans?

It is 111 minutes worth...An enlightening film.

23-Jun-2023 by Beatrice