Charlie Brookers future shocker, where people are constantly projecting a sunny image of themselves and rating each other out of five, feels terrifyingly close
Imagine a time where zombie-like people look only into their smart phones. They swipe and they rate not just cabs and restaurants but people, too. They take photos of themselves being happy and looking good; also photos of things funny things, sunny things, or food they are eating, cool food. Then they post the pictures and wait, for feedback, for approval. They are posting their lives not so much their real lives but the lives they want other people to see and think they are living. Mostly they worry, about how they are seen, about their status
Imagine? Look about you: that time is here, even if some of the technology in Black Mirror: Nosedive (Netflix) isnt quite yet. Lacie Pound (brilliantly played by Bryce Dallas Howard), along with everyone else, wears contact lenses that feed her information about people and about their ratings. Not here yet, but not a million miles on from Google Glass. Likewise the hologram she meets, of herself complete with hairstyle upgrade and sexy hunk in the kitchen of a new apartment at the Pelican Cove Lifestyle Community, as an extra incentive to inspire, aspire to, sign up. I was surprised the cars werent self-driving, but that was probably more about logistics and cost.
Otherwise, its basically Instagram plus Facebook plus Twitter plus Snapchat plus FaceTime plus Uber plus all the rest. And look, there is an actual app (not available in the UK, sadly) Peeple, where your character is your currency that lets you review other people as if they were a B&B. In Africa your social media reputation can get you a bank loan. Far from far-fetched, this shit is real, and if its not here now, its only five minutes away. Thats the scary thing and the power about this and every episode of Charlie Brookers Black Mirror.