A computer hooked up to a wall of mice is talking to you. A woman is clawing at a gaping hole in her neck. Just the upper half of a man's head is plugged into a bunch of cables but he is still, somehow, alive.
And an elegantly dressed man with the iconic, gravelly voice of Stellan Skarsgård is asking you about the meaning of existence while standing in the lobby of a hotel on the moon.
