The Matrix Resurrections (2021) - Whatever You Call it...

 

★☆☆☆☆

‘The Matrix’ was dope and avant-garde, hands down. I remember I had to watch it over and again to finally understand what it’s all about. Some of the Buddhist masters even recommend it as it presents the same view as all Buddhist teachings have basically been emphasizing, that is, you can hardly see things as the way they are but the way you think they are! In other words, the world right before your eyes or in your mind is only what you think it is, not what it is at all! If you anyhow get to see what it truly is, like Neo getting to see the truth after taking the red pill, you’ll definitely go insane, and feel detached from all that used to bind you, and ready to be gone forever as a result.

So yeah, 1999’s ‘The Matrix’ is scary and enlightening to our mundane way of thinking. It’s still relevant and sophisticated after all these years in terms of special effects in movie making and its philosophical interpretation of truth and reality. ‘The Matrix Reloaded’ and ‘Revolutions’ are however, not something that can live up to it. They’re more like garnish on your plate that you’d rather look at than really get to eat. They’re merely pieces of pure action entertainment that add nothing fresh or inspiring to its original idea. The so called Matrix trilogy is nothing but a joke or even a hoax. All you have to do is, grab the first and leave the rest, including the latest ‘Resurrections’, which may, as predicted, trigger a new trilogy! C’mon, give me a break!

In case you still fancy, ‘The Matrix Resurrections’ is super boring, pretentious, and damn slow! You ask for slow-mo, you get it. The pace of the story, the way they talk, how they fight, are all in slow-mo, but it’s not the slow-mo that would get you high back in the first place. It’s to, say, piss you off instead. Why did they, all of a sudden, want to resurrect the franchise since it’s supposed to rest in peace as a trilogy or whatever? Selling nostalgia? Making more bucks presumably? Making fun of it, of us? Breaking our heart? Because y’know, it’s so sad to see that time does manage to kill anyone and anything no matter how bad you want to play for keeps.

Nothing can be resurrected in reality. Even if it could come back to life, it wouldn’t be what it had been. So when Jesus makes it back, he’s no longer who he was. He’s all healed, all good, all God. And so will Hong Kong and all of its people.