Went with my lads to watch the
Matrix Revolutions on its premiere. Someone suggested
that the iron men from the people watching the premiere of a movie
goes straight to the same, and if that is the case,
they'd better not quit their day jobs because quite
frankly the best word to describe that flick, compared to its predecessors,
is utter BOLLOCKS!
The corny line engine that was showing evidence in Reloaded
was clearly in overdrive. There is nothing as horrible sounding
as six men groaning in unison whenever a character on screen saw
something in the face of another character and could apparently
read the same like a cheap novel.
The gentleman in front of me burst a blood vessel in his remarkably
bald head trying to follow the story and I don't blame him either.
People were dying and resurrecting by the dozen.
Morpheus and that French dude apparently
are only in the movie because they had sat down to rest after Reloaded
but before they could stand up Revolutions had
been shot, edited and was in movie theaters around the world.
Smith took over The Oracle's Body.
He also took over Neo's. Let's be fair
here -- either both Neo and The Oracle die
with Smith or they both survive. Let's not take
this affirmative action too seriously!
As for those contraptions like robots
Zion's infantrymen were using, I suspect that after
the lethal injection, this thing will be the next
execution method. I cannot think of a worse way
to go to war.
Memo to Zion: The wheel was invented
eons ago. Why you elected for extremely uncomfortable
legs as a method of propulsion
is beyond me! I could have sworn some of those drivers were getting
seasick from all that jerking and swaying.
And what's the deal with the driver bring IN FRONT
of the bloody thing? A stone wielded by a small
boy could stop all that firepower in its tracks! I mean, it's like
having a canvas bucket seat at the front of a tank!
Who designed those things? George Bush?
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