‘The Matrix Resurrections’ movie review: Maybe it wasn’t necessary to go down the rabbit hole again?
The Hindu
The fourth film in ‘The Matrix’ franchise, written and directed by Lana Wachowski, is a bit too self-referential for its own good
My favourite part of The Matrix Resurrections is The Merovingian’s (Lambert Wilson) tirade against today’s digital natives. Even funnier was the attempts to bleep out the cuss words and still have the diatribe make sense.
The Matrix Resurrections, the fourth in the franchise, is written and directed by Lana Wachowski, and is a bit too self-referential for its own good. It is almost as if it is putting all the criticisms out there before we can think of them.
So, Morpheus (Yahya Abdul-Mateen II) is deprecating of the portentous Morpheus (Lawrence Fishburne) from the trilogy. There is the red pill and the blue pill, green lines of code, white rabbit, illusion of choice, and even a black cat called ‘déjà vu’ for goodness sake!

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