I fell asleep on the sofa while watching news, and dreamed about something so cruel that makes The Hunger Games look like a walk in the park. I just need some resources and time to make the movie. Some tropes are:
• 20 minutes into the future
• All crimes are equal
• China takes over the world
• Disproportionate retribution
• Flying car
• Not afraid to die
• The Social Darwinist

There's an entire style of cruel/brutal media collectively known as torture porn. It's not a new concept, and it's also not something which most people are particularly interested in (myself included).

Recently it seems as though people's preferences have shifted away from darker / grittier / "realistic" / "adult" works in general - the last two in quotations because as literal descriptors they aren't actually very accurate.

Regardless, e621 is not Hollywood and I doubt anyone here has the resources or the interest to make your torture-porn dreams (literal dreams, in fact) a reality. Also listing off tropes that your idea contains is not a good way of selling that idea. It is neither descriptive nor compelling.

Clawdragons said:
There's an entire style of cruel/brutal media collectively known as torture porn. It's not a new concept, and it's also not something which most people are particularly interested in (myself included).

It is not about torture, it is about how everyone is seen as disposable.

https://youtu.be/QAgjU9gxTB4

Why reinvent the wheel? You can get several of those just from paying attention to current events.

The hunger games but it is berry b. Benson saying he will berry the other contestants alive.

I also have an idea for a movie.

It's the year 2040.
Furry porn is outlawed.
Only outlaws have furry porn.
Like our young protagonist.
Who has a holo cube full of Zaush porn that must be delivered to the Resistance HQ in Southern California.
The global cyber security forces are in hot pursuit.

Storytime? Storytime!

Remember how in the movie Blade Runner, Rick Deckard is sent on a mission to hunt down androids who are almost indistinguishable from humans (and then falls in love with an android, and in some cuts may even be an android himself)? What if we could just make more humans, fully organic, and when one malfunctioned we could just retire them and replace them with brand-new, freshly programmed ones with most of the memories of the old one?

In fact, the world adopted that model long ago, and now almost nobody can reputably claim to have been natural-born. Most were first retired when they were kids. Some are proud to have been retired many times as kids only to become successful later in life. Others boast having been retired few times over their entire "lives".

Retirement can come from any malfunction. Barista used low-fat instead of no-fat? Based on the report from the one customer, a guy in a trench coat simply arrives later that day with a new one, darts the old one, and drags the malfunctioned barista's body away to be recycled.

Sometimes, there are mass retirements. Whole communities are rounded up and replaced en masse, with authorities citing "systemic malfunctions".

Imagine if someone stumbled across a conspiracy that used the memory gaps in retirement/replacement loops to hide misdeeds, or even reprogrammed humans with incorrect memories, in order to perpetuate the conspirators' power and the dark truth that this chokehold on authority was retirement's whole purpose from the beginning?

And imagine the lengths the conspirators would go to in order to hunt down that one person, and discredit their accusations.

In the year 2044 the Darwinist party rules the biggest empire in human history: Yǎnhuàguó. In Yǎnhuàguó every citizen is in a test through their entire lives by deliberate unsafe working conditions, deadly tests every few years and not committing any crime in their entire lives, breaking the any law will invariably result in death. No trials, no rights, only the survival of the fittest. Even though resistances still exist in the underground, they are hard to find and must be immediately reported for the reward of not being killed. Any cooperation with the resistances, either knowingly or not is, as any crime, punishable with death.

By 2029, Congress has declared Trump President for Life. Man-made global warming has raised the ocean by 6 feet worldwide. Corporations have taken over the former role of the states in every major city across the U.S., leaving their legislatures to wither on the vine, overseeing the polluted rural wastelands. One out of every three citizens vapes, wears mirror shades, and owns either a submachine gun, Japanese sports car, ruggedized laptop, or a combination of those three.

Life is cheap in the urban underworld, a swelling mass of constantly breeding, poverty-stricken, powerless plebes who are constantly jockeying for any job that's available, starting at the age of four. Drugs and prostitution runs almost as rampant as murder and theft. Those lucky enough to have work suffer extreme hours and expectations or risk being replaced. Only the one percent even know who their father is, much less the experience of having one active in their childhood.

Amidst all this chaos, a lone man dares to dream of a day he can escape to Canada: a rumored land to the north, a forest paradise with free healthcare, and everyone speaks French. He only needs to finish one more job to afford the forged paperwork that will allow him to emigrate from the inner city canal-slums of Chicago, back onto dry cement.

The Hunger Games but it's just me competing for lunch