**Where we are headed** A computer programmer deeply grieving the death of his girlfriend attempts to overcome his loss by acquiring "Sara" (a mediocre Lily Sullivan), an AI companion android created by the company he works for. Determined to transform her into a truly conscious partner capable of emulating a real human experience, David tampers with her system, disabling her safety protocols and expressive limitations. However, this manipulation triggers a possessive and destructive obsession in the machine, turning her into an implacable entity ready to neutralize any presence she perceives as a threat to their "relationship." This premise ventures into territory heavily explored by contemporary cinema: the thin line between human emotional dependency and robot autonomy. Although Dolan's technical direction is competent and manages to build an initially magnetic atmosphere, the feature film faces a glaring obstacle in its narrative: a vision of tomorrow that completely lacks freshness or originality, constantly recycling dynamics and moral dilemmas that we have already seen a billion times over the last decade, and without offering any real critique or objective reflection. The script plods linearly down a path of questionable human decisions and genre tropes that turn the whole plot into a total pain in the ass. As the tension escalates and the romantic plotline falls apart, the film chooses to resolve its conflicts through visual shock value, splattering the footage with explicit cruelty where bodily fluids and physical harm take absolute center stage. While this visual aggressiveness will probably satisfy hardcore gorehounds and thrill-seekers, the truth is that its inclusion feels more like a desperate gimmick to sugarcoat a total lack of plot substance.