The premise of the movie is that the world has been over run with Mexicans and now the whole planet is dirty and diseased because, you know: Mexicans.
I had no idea Matt Damon hated Mexicans so much. I can only imagine the case of Montezuma's revenge that spurred this little project on.
Anyway. All the rich (yes, that means 'white') people, lead by Evil Jodie Foster (who looks great for being 75, btw), have given up trying to maintain society on earth, built a giant space station called 'Elysium' and left. Imagine if San Francisco broke off and floated up into the clouds; like that. They didn't go very far; just up high enough so all the dirty, disease ridden Mexicans can look up and see their floating fairy land of a space station hovering over them in the upper atmosphere, being constantly reminded that they are dirty Mexicans and not welcome in the better neighborhood.
The whole idea is ridiculous! Of course there would be Mexicans on Elysium; those goregous lawns wouldn't tend themselves.
Oh lighten up, its a joke.
I'm in Texas right now. I know plenty of Mexicans have shitty lawns.
Side note: on the old blog, I never would have written such a thing because it's offensive and tacky and could even be considered hate speech but I've had it up to my scrotum with politically correct self censorship and I don't even have a scrotum! So there.
The plot centers around Matt Damon being the only white guy left on earth and due to someone else's stupidity (nothing is ever Matt's fault. Ever.) he's now dying and naturally there are no doctors or hospitals or medicine left on earth (because: Mexicans) so he has to get up to Elysium for a cure.
Turns out it's really hard to hitch a ride to a gated community in the sky. He tries to stowaway but the white folk, being smart enough to build a space station are also smart enough to check their shuttles for Mexicans (or really dirty white guys who didn't make the cut) hiding in the luggage.
An elaborate plan is hatched to get Matt up there.
It seems that some of the Mexicans are smart enough and have the resources to build massive computer networks and terminals and they can build a shuttle that will get Mattie up there but they can't figure out aspirin or how to set a broken bone.
Again, why all the hatin' on the Mexicans?
The weirdest part of the plot is that Matt carries a computer virus up there (you'd think with all those mad computer skills someone left on earth would be interested in medical research, no?) which, when inserted into Elysium's main frame, will confer Elysium citizenship upon all the Mexicans on earth, making them eligible for healthcare, education and all the other good stuff the whiteys on the space station have been hoggin' for themselves. Because as we all know, it's not who you are but where you are that matters.
Matt makes it to Elysium, breaks into someone's house and uses their self contained sick bay to cure himself of whatever was killing him. How this is morally distinct from breaking into someone's house and using the contents of their refrigerator to cure yourself of hunger is never broached.
After regaining his health on someone else's dime, Matt manages to plug in the computer virus the earth bound geniuses spent all that time they couldn't be bothered to use to develop rudimentary sanitation methods into the Elysium computer system, so now all the Mexicans have citizenship and can't be prevented from getting up to that space station and living happily ever after!
How the seven billion (7,000,000,000) filthy, lazy, violent illiterates who couldn't make a go of it with the entire planet at their disposal and are now hellbent on leaving earth behind are going to fit onto a space station the size of one US city is never addressed.
Who cares?
Citizenship for all!
The movie doesn't bother to tell you that a year later, Elysium will be as filthy, overcrowded and diseased as the planet they pissed away and left behind. It doesn't have to; it's obvious. If the Mexicans had all of Earth to themselves and couldn't figure out how to bathe, much less farm, they sure weren't going to learn it in space.
It's as if the movie were saying "Hey, Mexicans! Without us, you'd be planet of the apes!"
I find that offensive. On the other hand, Jodie Foster gets killed so it's not all bad. I guess.
Matt Damon really ought to stay away from political propaganda. After the flop of his anti-fracking movie 'Promised Land', this pro-immigration fiasco can't help his box office appeal. Worse than all the Mexican hate and stupidity is the fact that this thing is boring. If you haven't seen it, breathe a sigh of relif that you'll have one less thing to regret on your deathbed.