I just can't get over how dumb the concept is: you buy a memory recorder for your unborn child, for the exclusive purpose of being able to put together a better tribute video for them at a funeral that neither you nor they will likely attend? It would almost make sense if it was a crime deterrent that cops used to catch murderers, but no, the writer of Final Cut thinks that the first thought that pops into a pregnant mother's head is "But what video will they show at my baby's funeral?"

En un futuro donde los recuerdos se graban, un editor limpia la vida de la gente después de muerta… hasta que descubre un secreto que lo toca a él. Thriller oscuro, frío y ético-moralmente incómodo, con un Robin Williams serio y perturbador.

Damn it! I just watched this entire movie and I don't have any idea what it was about. I get the whole cutting concept, and realize I probably missed something because I don't have any fuggin idea what was the point of this story or how close I would've had to have watched it to understand it.