Matrix Revolutions (the third one, rented the second one by mistake last week due to not being able to distinguish between the titles) was a lot better than I thought it would be. The costumes were still appalling. That neo- (get it, Neo?) -nazi dress jacket thing that everybody wears is dorky beyond belief, and all the stylish ripped sweaters worn on spaceships is very Gap. However, the tedium-induced prayer we collectively incanted during Matrix Reloaded, "Less Talk, More Action," was well answered. The big sci-fi effects were pretty impressive, the long, massive battle with the machines was well-rendered and cool-looking, poor emasculated Lawrence Fishburn hardly said a word, and they let go of the pompous, ponderous philosophical plot crap and got busy with the excellent robots and kung fu. I still think Keanu is unwatchable, but I liked his iconic presesnce in the empty, white-tiled subway station scenes. I'm glad I didn't see it in the theatre, cause I strongly resented the feeling of inevitability when it was released, that I, and millions of others, would see it despite knowing it was going to suck. Enough time has now gone by that I was able to be pleasantly surprised.
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- sally mckay 4-19-2004 5:07 pm