In a world where the DNA pool of the “human kind” has extremely degenerated, travel and reproduction are regulated by strict terms. Any violation of these terms draws serious consequences. There are massive cities scattered around the globe with all those decent ones, while the outlaws are living in the vast deserts and sunken villages outside. Only those with a papelles can travel from one city to another. In this world, a man and a women breach the strictest rule: Code 46.
And so on… The film itself is a bit of a Gattaca, a bit of a Bladerunner, or you could name any other anti-utopia, or dystopia, if you like. But here, in Code 46, it’s not the plot that counts but the subtle depiction of a future society through a relation of two persons, through pictures, through a language. It’s bitter like life, but not dark. It’s almost ethereal.
