Electric Sheep and Corporate Gods: The Glorious Blunder of Total Recall 2070
Episode 3 kicks open the murky gates of Total Recall 2070 with all the greasy bravado of a bootleg Blade Runner knockoff smuggled into your VCR at 3 a.m. on a Tuesday. The year is 2070, and the cityscape is dripping wet with future-noir clichés: neon lights buzz like angry hornets, acid rain falls like corporate shame, and the mega-conglomerate “Consilium” has its chrome-tipped boot on humanity’s neck. This is not your Arnie-starring, Mars-exploding popcorn frenzy. No sir. This is darker, quieter, like Philip K. Dick chain-smoking in a concrete basement while writing cyberpunk fanfic with a broken typewriter and a grudge against the sun.
Farve's emotional capabilities come into conflict when violent crimes are attributed to black-market Rekall discs.
