A lot can happen in three years. Steven Spielberg's last movie, AI, was set in 2051, in a bipolar world: sleek surfaces and a carnival-carnivore underbelly. Now, in Minority Report, it's 2054, and the future is more recognizable: tomorrow, only more so. Copies of USA Today flash instant headlines as readers hold them. Cars race down vertical freeways on the facades of mile-high office buildings. On a Washington skid row, eyeless bums peddle the newest nose candy.
Part of the high-IQ fun of Minority Report--Spielberg's sharpest, brawniest, most bustling entertainment since Raiders of the Lost Ark and the finest of the...