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Real-Time Thoughts On The Matrix Sequels, Whatever The Fuck Their Names Are, After Having Consumed Too Many Edibles

  • Ooh, the green bullshit.
  • Digi-zop, digi-zap.
  • Remember the green bullshit from the first one that you loved?
  • Here’s more.
  • And remember that film-opening action scene with Trinity you loved?
  • Here’s more.
  • Perhaps the Matrix sequels can be read as commentary on the state of sequeldom.
  • Or seen more plainly as the mixed-up files of two directors who had taken too many mushrooms and not been given enough time.
  • (Although, having seen most of the rest of the Wachowskis’ oeuvre, a lack of time may not have been the problem.)
  • Carrie-Anne Moss’ face should be carved on the front of pirate ships.
  • Okay, so apparently Neo and Trinity and Lawrence Fishburne have returned to Zion.
  • Wait.
  • No they haven’t.
  • They met the other pilots in the Matrix to discuss going back to Zion.
  • In the Real World, everyone’s in their hover-ships patrolling through the Desert of the Real.
  • Meeting in the Matrix is kinda like a group chat.
  • Or Second Life.
  • Remember Second Life?
  • There are probably tens of thousands of people in Second Life right now.
  • Wait.
  • Shush.
  • Keanu’s fighting Agents.
  • And then flying away in a PS3 cutscene.
  • From a CGI perspective, 2003 was a very long time ago.
  • The ships look good, and so does the massive dock set.
  • My, this is dramatic.
  • This movie is trying to be Star Wars as hard as it can right now.
  • All the shirts without collars, and vests.
  • They have not gone Full Star Wars and put Lawrence Fishburne in a cape, but maybe they should have.
  • The Matrix came out in 1999, and Restitution and Recompulsion came out in 2003; in the years between, Lawrence Fishburne sat in his kitchen and ate cake.
  • People brought it to him–his family, friends, business associates–and he ate it.
  • Angel’s food, devil’s food, ice cream.
  • The man sat there and ate cake.
  • And he’s being yelled at by a black superior.
  • Heroes in action movies get yelled at by black superiors.
  • Black heroes in action movies will occasionally be yelled at by Joe Pantoliano, but usually black heroes get yelled at by black guys, too.
  • Hey, it’s Patrick McGoohan.
  • Ugh, The Prisoner.
  • Yeah, yeah, you’re into the occult and you love The Prisoner.

  • Y’know what?
  • I’m calling that a cape.
  • A declaration of capitude has been issued.
  • The Wachowskis have gone Full Star Wars.
  • Oh, Lord, there is a rave.
  • 100 years into the future, early 2000’s EDM will be still be fashionable.
  • HUMPING.
  • SEXUAL HUMPING WITH KEANU AND LADY KEANU.
  • Goodness, is this the movie with the kung fu and the robots?
  • Why is there Burning Man in my gun-fighting picture?
  • NIPPLES?
  • Jesus Christ, I find this disreputable.
  • Disreputable as hell.
  • Think you’re getting involved with a decent picture, a family picture, and now it’s Sodom and Gomorrah up there.
  • And a male butt crack?
  • Someone throw eggs at the producers of this film.
  • How dare you?
  • Hey, Patrick McGoohan’s back.
  • The Prisoner was a BBC series from the 60’s or 70’s, back when the BBC would air drug-soaked nonsense, and the show was full of occult references and mystery bullshit, and all the British comic book writers of the era loved it: Alan Moore, Warren Ellis, Grant Morrison.
  • Especially that last guy.
  • Go buy this; you’ll thank me.
  • We’ll get back to Grant Morrison; Keanu is fighting.
  • Knick!
  • Knack!
  • Paddywhack!
  • So much kicking and slapping and sturming and dranging.
  • Keanu has earned the respect of the Kung Fu Chinaman, and is now taken to the Oracle, who is literally a Magical Negro.
  • A racial reading of these films is thus: POC help a clueless white boy do the thing he’s supposed to do.
  • However, Keanu transcends race.
  • And why think when you can watch him fight Hugo Weaving?
  • MOVIE I WOULD PAY TO SEE: Karate Robots voiced by Hugo Weaving and James Spader; they fight a little bit, just enough to keep things interesting, but mostly they just bitchily fling dialogue back and forth.
  • Ugh, they’re fighting again down in the Uncanny Valley.
  • Stop that!
  • Knock it off down there?
  • It’s Keanu versus a hundred Hugo Weavings and everything’s stupid and rubbery and Keanu’s a literal god in this universe so him having a fist-fight doesn’t make any sense.
  • Nonsense, all of it.
  • None of this is sensical.
  • The effects aren’t finished.
  • This was not the best they could have done in 2003.
  • The best they could have done in 2003 was remove from the film the shots in which Keanu looks as though he were rendered on a TRS-80.
  • Wow.
  • My emojis have better rendering than this now.
  • Matrix: Rehabilitations, your render rate is sub-fucking-par, and I call you out on that shit.
  • Oy vey, Patrick McGoohan again.
  • We get it, guys.
  • All hail Eris.
  • The humans have some sort of ruling council, and Cornel West is part of it.
  • Cornel West wants Jada Pinkett-Smith to go find Lawrence Fishburne.
  • And he wants Obama to go fuck himself.
  • Whatever Cornel West wants, he also wants Obama to go fuck himself.
  • It’s like how Cato the Elder was with Carthage.
  • Back in the Matrix at a restaurant where Eurotrash hang out.
  • A guy with a very French face and Monica Belluci and her very Italian boobs are there, and he says stuff.
  • Deep stuff.
  • Deeeeeeeeeeeeep stuff.
  • Post-structuralism, the Lost Head of John the Baptist, and the Myth of Persephone.
  •  Maaaaaaaaaaaaaan.
  • Was he the Devil?
  • If Monica Belluci is Persephone, then that would make the French guy Hades, who is not the Devil but close enough.
  • That is racist to make the devil French.
  • French people cannot help themselves from acting that way.
  • The Devil has spooky-ghosts?
  • Oh, are you fighting again, Keanu?
  • You stopped the bullets from a dozen men’s guns.
  • Surely you can Force Shove them all out of the room.
  • Why are you somersaulting?
  • You can fly.
  • Just hover or shit.
  • Or choke their carotids.
  • A dozen high-caliber bullets is a lot of force.
  • Mass times acceleration and all.
  • That is more than enough potential energy to stop off your enemies’ arteries.
  • Now Trinity is fighting the spooky-ghost, and that makes sense because she does not have super-powers in the Matrix.
  • I mean, she does, but not Keanu-level.
  • She cannot, for example, fly at 6,000 mph.
  • So she has to become involved in a rather perilous car chase.
  • Trinity and Lawrence Fishburne lure the spooky-ghosts onto the freeway.
  • They are twins who are albinos.
  • Albinism is the spookiest of all skin conditions.
  • Port-wine stains: NOT SPOOKY.
  • Eczema: NOT SPOOKY.
  • Albinos: SPOOKY, INDEED.
  • Sorry, albinos.
  • Just the way it goes.
  • I’m not saying you should be discriminated against.
  • I am only asking that you not sneak up on me.
  • They built a whole freeway for this scene, a quarter-mile loop that stunt drivers got their cars up to speed on.
  •  Trinity’s stunt double had to slalom her motorcycle through oncoming traffic, but Lawrence Fishburne got to do his fight scene in a studio and let them green screen it onto the top of a moving truck later.
  • This duel is slower than the one from the first movie, cuz Lawrence Fishburne is fatter.
  • That red pill was an M&M, and there were a couple more bags hidden in his leather duster.
  • Crueler directors would have foleyed in the sound of huffing and puffing, but the Wachowskis do not do this.
  • Now a Chinese guy is sitting in a chair saying deep shit.
  • This is a problem the Matrix sequels shared with the Star Wars Prequels: they leaned on interminable scenes of people sitting in chairs saying stuff.
  • Oh, now Keanu and Trinity are sitting on a bed saying stuff.
  • Shut the fuck up, Matrix.
  • This movie won’t stop talking.
  • Now they’re interlacing shots of Jada Picnic-Smith kicking cops in the face over the talking, but the talking won’t stop.
  • Wait.
  • No.
  • A power station just exploded.
  • Is there a heist?
  • Keanu, Lawrence Fishburne, and a Chinese guy are in some sort of hallway, but now Trinity has to drive a Ducati into the 60th floor of a skyscraper.
  • Sweet Moses, there are Smiths coming out of every door!
  • Why doesn’t Keanu just…
  • …I’m tired.
  • Matrix: Rabbitredux, you have wearied me.
  • Why is Superman sparring with Stormtroopers?
  • Just chop their heads off with your mind control ray-beams, you freaky monster.
  • Ah!
  • Colonel Sanders in a Best Buy!
  • The Architect is the boss of the Matrix, I suppose, and he mumbos and jumbos for a while.
  • Various illuminated themes are brought up, admired, discarded.
  • Is it admirable that the Wachowskis got Gnostic philosophy in a major motion picture?
  • Sure.
  • It is entertaining?
  • OH MY GOD NO
  • STOP EXPLAINING THE NATURE OF GOD, MOVIE
  • You’re not good at it.
  • Robert Anton Wilson was better, and he had more dick jokes.
  • The Architect just told Keanu that he could save the world or his girlfriend.
  • Which astute viewers will note is the choice given Spider-Man by the Green Goblin in the first Sam Raimi flick.
  • You hear a lot of big words being thrown around by characters in clean clothes, and so you think these are smart movies, but they aren’t.
  • For example, right now on the screen Keanu is bringing Trinity back to life with the power of love.
  • Astute viewers will note that Superman did the same thing in his first film, although much more extravagantly.
  • Superman turned the clock back on all of reality by a few minutes.
  • Keanu just reached into Trinity’s chest and tweaked her heart.
  • Much more low-key Jesus figure.
  • So, uh, our heroes and the guy who was in the wheelchair on Oz are back in their dingy little ship and maybe the squids blew it up?
  • I think the ship blew up.
  • I may have underestimated the potency of these edibles.
  • Cuz I got no idea what the fuck’s happening in this movie.
  • Keanu is electrocuting squids with his voodoo powers, I know that.
  • For fuck’s sake, everyone’s sitting around talking again.
  • Talkies were a mistake.
  • Harold Lloyd was right.
  • And now some Rage Against The Machine.
  • Remember the Rage bullshit that you loved from the first one?
  • Here’s more.

5 Comments

  1. dawn

    I may have underestimated the potency of these edibles.

    when has anyone eaten them and NOT underestimated?

  2. JES

    I love me some “Prisoner.” But I had no memory whatsoever that McGooooghghan was in this nonsense.

  3. hell is a bucket

    The Ewoks boycotted Zion rave for a reason, but fuck me if I can remember what.

  4. Smoke

    The Invisibles was the best underground comic ever produced by one of the major labels.

    • Thoughts On The Dead

      I read The Invisibles in one fell swoop.

      While coming down from shrooms.

      I wasn’t right for two weeks.

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