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101 Must See Films

Take 7: From Here to the Future

One of the reason I like Sci Fi is because of my mom. She loved it. I came to love them too. When I came out of the hospital, I remember that I had my Netflix account. I decided that I was going to watch all the Sci Fi I wanted. So I watched Gattaca, Dune, Bladerunner, The Matrix and many more.

Dune - the best film I've seen in 2021. I liked the first film with Kyle Mac Lachlan, Sean Young and Sting. I was glad that it was made. But this second one is better. I can't wait for the sequel.

Elysium - this film is about a boy who wants better things in the future but he wants a better future for all the people in this world.

Oblivion - in this film a man who is guarding the present is thinking about the past. In it he remembers a person who he should know. But his present partner says its best if they forget the past and remember what their future holds.

Gattaca - a man wants to make himself the best he can be so he can be an astronaut. But in this future, he will have to be what the future wants or he'll get caught.

The Old Guard - this is a film when the main part is played by a woman. This woman has been there through thousands of years and she'll be there through thousands more.

Jumper - a boy becomes a man (David Rice) and he can jump from his life into another life and back again. But he is in love with a girl and he wants to protect her. But there are bad men against David and he tries to flee them.

Divergent - in this film a young girl (Tris) becomes something she's not entirely sure of. Because of this, she's capable of being the most important thing.

Insurgent - this is the sequel to Divergent. Tris is becoming who she wants to be. 

Allegiant - the final movie in the Divergent series. 

Bladerunner 2049 - this is a film where a Bladerunner (K) comes across a secret. It could cause chaos. Ryan Gosling and Harrison Ford are amazing.


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