Review: Mickey 17 (2025)
It's fitting futuristic farce.
Anyone who read Edward Ashton’s 2022 novel Mickey7 could see why director Bong Joon-ho wanted to adapt it for the big screen. Bong’s filmography, less of an output and more of an oeuvre, is pretty singularly defined by its interest in the everyman, the little guy, the David — and how the greedy Goliath really loves power, control, and the segregation inherent in those endeavors. His last three films, Parasite, Okja, and Snowpiercer, in backward chronology, have been anything but subtle about his disdain for the capitalist industrial complex.
Which is why Mickey7, now titled Mickey 17 and now playing in cinemas (I guess 7 Mickeys wasn’t enough for Bong? A couple of Oscars and $118 million can buy you all the Mickeys you want, I suppose), was the perfect fit for his sensibilities.