There is no spoon...
Back from Lost Angels and Lost Wages, checking in with my two pennies on the second Matrix movie...
So I liked the movie for the most part. My only beef with it is the awkward and lengthy zenbabble dialogue scenes. While the first movie managed to slide the deep meaninful moments in rather well, giving your brain enough to chew on without inducing a migraine, the second movie's zenbabble felt like having a conversation with a really stoned Philosophy major at a party. He's going on about spoons and oracles and control and choice, and all you want is another beer...but he has really cool sunglasses, and his girlfriend is charming in a brooding sort of way, and that stuff about spoons is kinda cool...
See, I would have liked the zenbabble, except it felt like an interruption, especially since most of it was bluntly sandwiched between 'moments' like Bigass Fight Scenes and Gratuitous Sex Scenes. Let's face it, the zenbab was the expensive imported cheese, sitting uncomfortably on top of Oscar Meyer bologna, stifling between a couple slices of Wonder Bread, slathered in mayo and in need of a bath.
Or, using the party analogy above, it was like...
...like almost getting what that stoned Philosophy Major was getting to, almost figuring out the connection between spoons and free will...
...then a fratboy does a drunken stunt roll across the coffee table in front of you. After that passes, and the link between oracles and the French and Jesus starts to gel, and...
...you notice the blonde in the corner has really amazing breasts and she's making out with that cute goth brunette and her twelve friends. And...
...you have no beer, there is no spoon, your life is a bad dream... fuck! That guy just kicked the grits out of a dozen rednecks! Damn, that Rage Against The Machine song is loud! Where's the blonde? I lost my spoon! Christ, I'm gonna have a headache in the morning. I don't believe in Neo, I don't believe in the Matrix, I just believe in me...
Ah, but I digress. As with the first film, it's all about Trinity's pants.
Back from Lost Angels and Lost Wages, checking in with my two pennies on the second Matrix movie...
So I liked the movie for the most part. My only beef with it is the awkward and lengthy zenbabble dialogue scenes. While the first movie managed to slide the deep meaninful moments in rather well, giving your brain enough to chew on without inducing a migraine, the second movie's zenbabble felt like having a conversation with a really stoned Philosophy major at a party. He's going on about spoons and oracles and control and choice, and all you want is another beer...but he has really cool sunglasses, and his girlfriend is charming in a brooding sort of way, and that stuff about spoons is kinda cool...
See, I would have liked the zenbabble, except it felt like an interruption, especially since most of it was bluntly sandwiched between 'moments' like Bigass Fight Scenes and Gratuitous Sex Scenes. Let's face it, the zenbab was the expensive imported cheese, sitting uncomfortably on top of Oscar Meyer bologna, stifling between a couple slices of Wonder Bread, slathered in mayo and in need of a bath.
Or, using the party analogy above, it was like...
...like almost getting what that stoned Philosophy Major was getting to, almost figuring out the connection between spoons and free will...
...then a fratboy does a drunken stunt roll across the coffee table in front of you. After that passes, and the link between oracles and the French and Jesus starts to gel, and...
...you notice the blonde in the corner has really amazing breasts and she's making out with that cute goth brunette and her twelve friends. And...
...you have no beer, there is no spoon, your life is a bad dream... fuck! That guy just kicked the grits out of a dozen rednecks! Damn, that Rage Against The Machine song is loud! Where's the blonde? I lost my spoon! Christ, I'm gonna have a headache in the morning. I don't believe in Neo, I don't believe in the Matrix, I just believe in me...
Ah, but I digress. As with the first film, it's all about Trinity's pants.
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J
So, yeah, the matrix was crap because ahhhh.