Film review: Narcopolis
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★★☆☆☆ It’s 2044, 25 years since recreational drug use was legalised and Todd Ambro (James Callis), founder of the homonymous drugs manufacturing corporation, states on live news “today Ambro products are legal, they are affordable and they are safe”. Meanwhile, inside the Ambro-Corp facilities a young man, directed wirelessly (Mission-Impossible-style) by his girlfriend and ninja sidekick, is hacking into the Ambro system with the intent of erasing the Stark-esque molecular module of the drug of which the news banner informs us 85% of the population are in favour. The set-up is strong, fast pace and titillating, at this stage seemingly confident in setting itself up as a drug-induced Contagion crossed with The Matrix. Unfortunately though, Justin Trefgarne’s ambitious directorial debut falls slightly short of its self-precedented expectations. Jumping back twenty years we might expect to learn of the mysterious Ambro-corp’s origins and perhaps even discover why the amateur Mi5-couple are so intent on bringing them down. Instead we are met with the middle aged Frank played by Elliot Cowan. As one of a new breed of cops employed to stamp out unlicensed drug salesmen and clean up after messy overdoses, Frank stumbles upon the body of a young man whose face has been aggressive decimated by effect of some unknown drug. The mystery of the decimated body deepens when Frank is unable to get a DNA match for the victim. On spontaneously returning to the same crime scene the next day Frank discovers a woman who too has no DNA match thus presuming her to be under the influence of the same mysterious drug.
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