“Everything that has a beginning has an ending.”
The Matrix: Revolutions
SPOILER ALERT! THIS REVIEW CONTAINS SPOILERS.
The third Matrix film sees Plot, that wonderful and underrated thing, return to the trilogy, which at least makes Revolutions better than the truly awful Reloaded.
Unfortunately, it’s not exactly the clearest plot in the universe. The film basically follows the last attempt to defend Zion, the last human city, against the marauding machines. This confused me, because I’m pretty sure that there was a conversation about Zion being destroyed at the end of Reloaded. But then my whole reaction to Revolutions (apart from wanting to burst out laughing every five minutes) was I’m confused.
Mostly, the problem is that the Wachowski brothers apparently don’t know how computers work. I’m not an expert, but I’m pretty certain that you can’t have a computer program without a computer. So I don’t really understand how Agent Smith – who is, let’s remember, essentially a sentient computer program – can travel outside the Matrix. As an extension of that, I’m not sure what the function of the Train Man or the weird limbo train station thing that Neo finds himself in is. “It’s for programs to travel between this world and the Matrix,” says a random character. Do you know how much sense that makes? Absolutely none, is the correct answer.
And I’m not sure how the ending was supposed to solve anything. The machines still need energy and there are still many people plugged into the Matrix. Neither side has what they wanted, and I just don’t buy that the Million Smiths posed enough of a threat for the machines to give up a livelihood for which they’ve been fighting for hundreds of years. It was an astonishingly inconclusive conclusion – less a revolution than a damp squib.
There were, it has to be said, some pretty epic special effects – this still, of Neo in Machine City, was my favourite moment in the whole film. But movies cannot live by CGI alone, and Revolutions would have been a disappointing end to the Matrix trilogy if I had actually cared enough to be disappointed. Thanks to the debacle of Reloaded, however, I didn’t. So that’s all right, then.