What would it be like to live only one day a week? To spend six claustrophobic days in hiding, not asleep but eagerly waiting for the bell to ring and for recess to start? To find happiness and peace in a world that seems to regret your very existence? Sure, before I watched the Netflix original “What Happened to Monday”, I’d heard these questions elsewhere. I’d imagined a post-apocalyptic scenario like that, nothing new. But this film made me experience what I’d imagined. The scenario is not too complex: a one-child policy in a world suffering from overpopulation. Seven twin sisters, each named a day of the week, swap lives every day to wear the figure of Karen Settman. When one sister is out in the world, the others are stuck inside monitoring her and making sure nothing goes out of hand. It’s a precarious life – one slip in behavior, people get suspicious, and it’s all over. How can this happen in a world so crowded with people? Well, in this society phrases like “give me some personal space” and “mind your own business” draw investigation from the authorities, the people who spend their lives searching for and detaining people who in their eyes should not have been born. And their prime target(s)? Each seventh of Karen Settman. For me there is always a sense of discomfort in this film. The irony is that while the seven sisters spend their days protecting their existence, they don’t ever get to reveal their own personalities. So it’s almost as if they don’t truly exist themselves. I certainly hope the world never becomes the one depicted in this film, but it was thrilling to peer inside the crystal ball.