Black Mirror: Christmas Special Black Mirror: White Christmas (2014) I
have been looking forward to the broadcast of Black Mirror, and finally White Christmas is here. Black Mirror, which made me look forward to it, unsurprisingly appeared in the future world - a world that can be shielded and a new way of going to prison.
The world that can be shielded is that I take the initiative to shield you from my world. What you see is just a ball of light, you can't hear my voice, you can't see my true face, and you can't feel the joys and sorrows. My everything.
The new way of imprisonment is a kind of imprisoned soul. Some people voluntarily imprison their own souls, and some people imprison their own souls passively.
Matt is a salesman who seduces human beings to sell their soul (self), he makes people who have no confidence or who are dissatisfied with themselves to hand over their self, and then locks the soul (self) in a closed box and tortures it with boredom This soul (self) finally makes the soul (self) voluntarily give up itself to cooperate with the so-called self (body). And is this self just a shell? I have no idea. The soul is controlled, and it just does machine-like things. It cannot have thoughts, demands, and it cannot have a little bit of self-existence. It just exists forever and numbly.
Potter is a soul who has been out of the body, because he has always been reluctant to tell the fact that he killed a little girl, so his soul has been imprisoned in a box. And Matt used his sales pitch to entice him to tell the whole truth. Matt succeeded, Potter was the murderer of the little girl, and he was imprisoned forever in the cabin on that Christmas night like a Christmas present. This method of Matt made the law enforcers feel that it was a threat to the public, and finally punished Matt very severely. In Matt's world, everyone was blocked, which means that he was not allowed to contact anyone.
A thing that can be done by a robot, but the soul that has been tortured into humiliation by countless boring and boring days and nights will voluntarily give up itself and do machine-like things numbly, although it can achieve everything I originally wanted. , but without the voice of protest from the self, can there still be progress? Does our sense of existence still matter?
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