Is the pop culture and media we watch and enjoy today truly enthralling or is it a circling downward spiral of narratives with artificial sentimentality; looping as if a record player keeps skipping by telling stories we've already heard with their humanity stripped away leaving nothing but a faded remnant of something that once held meaning?Â
The Matrix Resurrections dives into this question by asking if fate and predestination mean anything if it's all filtered through a vicious cycle of comfort and sterile outcomes.
I was a bit hesitant once the film started toying around with the concept, but the ebb and flow feels like it held together mostly decently that I was legitimately surprised with how well the narrative was.
Enjoyable, however it is hard to not feel a bit of nagging skepticism considering this is the sequel to a long dormant franchise. However, if any franchise was to talk of how nostalgia has saturated culture, better it be the matrix other than any other film franchise out there being revived with the intent to just make more money off of empty nostalgia.