Blade Runner is deep.
Would you like to meet your Maker?
Roy Batty did just that.
He met his maker Tyrell.
If you meet your Maker, what would you request?
Roy Batty told his maker Tyrell, “I want more life, f####r.”
What would you do if your request/prayer went unanswered?
In response to Roy Batty’s request, Tyrell said we made you as best as we could, so no life extention. Sorry, Batty. But enjoy what time you have left in this life.
Obviously, Batty did not take no for an answer. So Batty kissed his maker and killed him.
Thus goes the short and brutish life of an ungrateful creature: Kill your maker because he does not serve you.
I told ya, Blade Runner is deep.
Actually, the most profound question it poses is, “just because it is legal to kill some one that is clearly human, with 23 chromosomes, same as you, does it make it moral?”
Think of it as an insidiously pro-life movie.