Matrix Reloaded
May. 24th, 2003 06:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
doyleIt kind of got left out in my post-Buffy squeeing, but I went to see Matrix Reloaded on Wednesday night.
If you liked the movie at all, it might be best not to read this...
Now, I loved the first movie. And I'm a bit fan of SF and any type of fighty-fighty movies, so this should have been a good few hours of solid entertainment. Instead it felt like at least a week of pain.
First off, the stuff I liked...
- Gina Torres!![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
connorbeast (henceforth to be referred to as CB) and I both bounced excitedly at her cameo. Sadly, she didn't reappear, but it backed up our theory that Laurence Fishburne doesn't let her out of his sight (would you, if she was your wife? The orgy/party scene should have consisted of Morpheus getting on the stage and announcing "I'm married to Gina Torres! And none of you are! Ahahaha!")
- Augustus from Oz!
- the hundreds of Hugo Weavings were fabulous. I could have watched a whole movie about Smitty (as we dubbed him) in his many incarnations. I have an image of my head of all the Smittys, disconsolate about being defeated by Neo, slinking off to the nearest bar for a drink. All of them with identical shots of whisky except the one rebel with a cute cocktail with an umbrella in it...
The stuff I didn't like...
- just about everything else. The fight sequences were overlong. The revelation that ghosts and vampires and werewolves exist made me roll my eyes, as did the inclusion of the annoying Animatrix kid. The plot made my head spin. The Architect and the French guy made me want to set them on fire and jump up and down on their corpses.
On the plus side, it gave me a rock-solid excuse to use the line "blah, blah, orgasmcakes".
In other news, I'm reading Gone With the Wind. Never seen the movie (I tried a couple of rental stores and the library, but none of them have it - I have a feeling I'm going to end up buying it) but I'm adoring the book. And, of course, I'm mentally recasting with the Buffyverse characters. Joss has ruined me. And not in the fun way.
If you liked the movie at all, it might be best not to read this...
Now, I loved the first movie. And I'm a bit fan of SF and any type of fighty-fighty movies, so this should have been a good few hours of solid entertainment. Instead it felt like at least a week of pain.
First off, the stuff I liked...
- Gina Torres!
connorbeast (henceforth to be referred to as CB) and I both bounced excitedly at her cameo. Sadly, she didn't reappear, but it backed up our theory that Laurence Fishburne doesn't let her out of his sight (would you, if she was your wife? The orgy/party scene should have consisted of Morpheus getting on the stage and announcing "I'm married to Gina Torres! And none of you are! Ahahaha!")- Augustus from Oz!
- the hundreds of Hugo Weavings were fabulous. I could have watched a whole movie about Smitty (as we dubbed him) in his many incarnations. I have an image of my head of all the Smittys, disconsolate about being defeated by Neo, slinking off to the nearest bar for a drink. All of them with identical shots of whisky except the one rebel with a cute cocktail with an umbrella in it...
The stuff I didn't like...
- just about everything else. The fight sequences were overlong. The revelation that ghosts and vampires and werewolves exist made me roll my eyes, as did the inclusion of the annoying Animatrix kid. The plot made my head spin. The Architect and the French guy made me want to set them on fire and jump up and down on their corpses.
On the plus side, it gave me a rock-solid excuse to use the line "blah, blah, orgasmcakes".
In other news, I'm reading Gone With the Wind. Never seen the movie (I tried a couple of rental stores and the library, but none of them have it - I have a feeling I'm going to end up buying it) but I'm adoring the book. And, of course, I'm mentally recasting with the Buffyverse characters. Joss has ruined me. And not in the fun way.
