IN Mickey 17, Oscar-winning director Bong Joon Ho (Parasite, Snowpiercer) ventures back into the realm of genre-bending social satire but this time rocketing it to the icy, inhospitable terrain of outer space. The result is a cerebral, sometimes chaotic, but undeniably captivating ride that explores identity, exploitation and survival, all wrapped in a sleek sci-fi skin with a surprisingly punchy sense of humour.
Set in a distant future where cloning and corporate control have become the norm, Mickey 17 does not just tell the story of one man’s expendability, it gleefully clones it, tears it apart and reassembles it with the director’s signature commentary on class, labour and humanity. It is an existential trip with icy boots on.
