The film began with a room enveloped in blackness, gradually lit to reveal an emaciated and bald man sitting in a cubicle surrounded by objects that all seemed to be oval. The camera focused on the objects one by one and the man, though perfectly still, eye-balled the camera’s focus. Then the camera pulled back and revealed that the room was bubble-shaped. And from this freeze-frame shot, a voice began to talk about machines. For the first few minutes, it seemed very technical and I wondered what the families in the theatre were making of this, then the narrator – or perhaps the person in the middle of the room – began to talk about how our trust in machines would lead to our extinction. He seemed to be struggling in his seat – as if he was strapped down – while he explained that machines
