The end result plays out like a first-draft Black Mirror script hampered by plot inconsistencies.

If he's looking to make a point about the patriarchy, it's odd that the film is mostly seen from a male POV, and so much time is taken on the camera roving over women's near-naked bodies.

Bird proves he is a more than competent filmmaker; let’s hope he can take that talent and actually do something of legitimate substance with it next time out.

For about ten minutes James Bird’s film crafts the right mold of satiric indifference in a misogynistic future, but soon gives itself over to generic action and none of the genuine debate of its more lauded sci-fi predecessors.