Clearly, as seen in the motion picture, children come out of women. Actually as in a “so graphically it cannot be real” way a baby comes out of a woman. And lo, this is a miracle because:
a) Every baby is a miracle
b) This baby is the first to be born in eighteen years.
Problem is by the time we get to the birthing sequence, the importance of this baby free world has been subsumed by the relentless action movie around it. This is fine. I am not sure what I would do with a serious stab at this world without babies plot. It is nice that Cuarón has at least though a bit about what his world will be like. And with the exception of more pets (clever) its not much different. But a world without babies = a world without hope? Perhaps that is a metaphor too far.
Oddly, same day I saw Children Of Men I saw the DVD of Aeon Flux. And double oddly, they both have the same premise. The utopia Ian Flux is fighting against is based on infertility too – here we are two hundred years in a future where all the kids are clones. And you know what, its a damn fine solution for Clive Owen’s world. Charlize also looks better in black lycra, but Clive seems to be having more fun – riffing on being John McClane from Die Hard a couple of times (how hard is it to find a pair of shoes in the UK?) Other points of comparison would be Little Miss Sunshine: since when did vehicles stop starting in movies?
But what is really wrong in Children of Men? Well there is one glaring continuity error which pulled me right out of the film, which is unfair to what is otherwise the best action film of the last few years*. Final battle in Bexhill-On-Sea, where the army attack a tower block, there is clearly a London Bus Stop outside this soon to be condemned building. Amateurs. And Oh No: Its Banksie in Battersea Power Station.
So go see, because of the flaws as well as the “how did he film that” fun. Go see for the terrific Pam Ferris performance (British Oscar hope for best supporting actress), for Clive Own finally proving how stupid the Bond idea really was, for an excellent use of Julianne Moore (easy money) and for the fun. Its politics are as hokey as those of similarly set V For Vendetta, but while that seemed interior and stagey, this is in the mud. But remember women have children.
*Not starring Jason Statham obv.