resurrection

Sun 12.26.21,

         I watched the new Matrix film, “The Matrix Resurrections” the other night and I’m here to tell you that I was sorely disappointed.  Morpheus’ Larry Fishburne has been replaced by some jive guy in a yellow suit who exhibits the gravitas of your kid sister.  I am insulted  by him.  How dare he take on the role.  Neo, that is Tom Anderson, is back in the Matrix prison, as a guy designing video games, in some big skyspraper in NYC along with a crew of creepily wired guys who talk too much and too fast. There all trying to  figure out how to replace the video game Tom created, which was named the Matrix.

         Keanu Reeves, who is still beautiful, but now middle aged and trying to compensate for it with longish hair and an exotic facial hairstyle which makes his long face appear even longer.  If he was portrayed  as a diffident young man in the first films, his new Anderson/Neo is a unsure middle aged guy who sees an analyst because his former life with Morpheus and Trinity keeps coming back to him and his therapist says that is psychosis.

         He meets Trinity at a coffee shop; she is also captured in the matrix of everyday life; her name it Tiffany and she has a couple of kids.  Ms. Moss has also aged into a mature middle class woman.  You cannot take an allegory, a myth and demystify it.  There is even a scene where Neo/Anderson attempts to fly once more, gets low, close to ground and pumps, nothing happens.  He has lost his power; he’s just a middle-aged ineffectual man and there is no gang at the Nebuchadnezzar to feed him programs that teach him how to get off the ground.

         I’ve seen it twice, but I will give a last third chance and view it a third time, but as of present I would give it three stars, not a bad movie, but nothing special.

The favorite post this month has been the podcast, Fellow Writers