They just keep piling up, don't they? Flying cars. Hoverboards. Hydrators. Home fusion reactors. Slamball. Extremely colorful clothes. Rejuvenation clinics. Alpha-rhythm sleep-inducing generators (well, maybe that last one won't be missed). And did I mention hoverboards?
And let's not forget the things that died out long before 2015. Record players. Pay phones. Pontiac. Clunky Walkmans. Queen Diana. And, perhaps saddest of all, the newspaper.
Despite the naysayers, I think there will be newspapers in 2015. Hell, it's only six years from now. But I doubt USA Today will have 3 billion readers, as this paper brags (of course, that could be a subtle satirical point on both overpopulation and the increasingly monopolistic nature of the media). And you'd think there'd be at least one Web site address on there someplace, like there already has been for years, instead of "Via Compu-Fax Satellite." Still, they nailed the emphasis on local content. Maybe too much so.
In any case, there's still at least one more thing I hope winds up wrong. In the newspaper's sidebar, the president is referred to as "she." That could only mean Sarah Palin is president in 2015. Which means this movie is actually "Idiocracy." NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!