In Time

So, when hubby's band is holding rehearsal in our house, how is one to kill a couple of hours (after shopping, etc.) than to sit in a cool, dark theatre. Not much out there I wanted to see, so I figured I could watch Justin Timberlake and hope he'd break into some hip-hop. Thus, In Time.

Meh.

It's strength: writer Andrew Niccol's sci-fi concept, where those reaching the age of 25 are engineered to die unless they can beg, borrow, steal, earn enough TIME to go on. Hence, the new world commodity is time, not money. The sustained metaphor was fun, and thought-provoking. "I'll have the steak dinner." "That'll be 3 weeks." The theme morphed into class wars. The rich have all the time - the poor live "one day at a time." The rich stockpile time, the poor have theirs stolen in the streets. Banks are time banks. And on and on. Fun dialogue throughout.

Unfortunately, instead of taking this to its potential intellectual boundaries, it was reduced to good-guy, bad-guy, car chase, gun fights............ Geeze.

Acting performances by Timberlake and his paramour, Amanda Seyfried (yes, of Big Love, etc.) were dreadful, even garnering a few giggles in the audience at some of the bad puns. She had one expression, if you can call it that - Miss Doe-Eyes.

Having said all that, my 94 minutes watching this film were not wasted. The concept has lingered in my mind. It gives new meaning to the adage, Time is Money. In this case, Money is Time. But what if we could watch our life's time being counted down as they can? How would you spend your time, hmmm? Because guess what? It IS counting down. Makes me want to not waste a second!

As JT remarked more than once in the film, "You can do a lot in a day."

Make it a good one, people!