In Bruce Willis’ film Surrogates, there is a widespread use of androids controlled by humans from the comforts of their home. And then it hit me, the same scenario is actually happening today. Only, we don’t send forth robots in the real world. Instead, we created a virtual one accessible from anywhere with a decent internet connection.
Through these androids, people can manipulate their human imperfections of beauty and gender. The robots are everything we want to but can never become in real life. In one scene, Tom Greer (Willis) went to an android-producing company to investigate about a murder. During the interrogation, Greer is inquiring about the health and side effects of their products when one of the counsels, a sexy and beautiful woman, interrupted him saying they are not doctors. To this, Greer replied, “Honey, I don’t know what you are. I mean, for all I know, you could be some big, fat dude sitting in his stim chair with his dick hanging out.”
Aren’t we guilty of that? Photogenic, instead of being a compliment, has become a mild way of saying “she looks good on pictures, ONLY on pictures“. Some make their lives appear more fun and more interesting than they actually are. Others go as far as steal another’s identity because their own skin doesn’t content them.
I know the internet, especially social networking sites, is one of the greatest gifts to mankind because it makes the miles disappear. But when you’ve never had any human contact in the last three days except through chatrooms or if you can’t remember the last time you hang out with friends and family, it’s time to log out and go out.
Which brings us to my favorite scene (spoilers ahead). After all the surrogates in the world were destroyed, one by one, humans started going out of their homes for the first time in weeks, months or even years. They are a contrast to the perfect forms lying lifeless on the streets. Old, wrinkly, fat, freckled. They have no choice but to interact the old way again, to approach, talk and wish that they would be accepted even if they’re not smoking hot. And then a male newscaster goes live and says “Still no official word on when, or if, surrogate services can be restored. It appears, at least for now that we are on our own.”
It’s easy to love something perfect but it takes a lot of humanity to even like those who aren’t, which is basically everyone.