You know what no one's pointing out, anywhere. There are generally stupid people who claim the Matrix is somehow deep and thoughtful because it cribs from a Philo 100 class. But what neither these people nor those who flame them understands, is that the "Plato's Cave" bullshit is not, nor ever was the point of the original Matrix. Sure, it's the prime tool, but it's not what the film's about. It's the instrument, but not the music.Roody_Yogurt wrote:See, the thing that was great about the first Matrix wasn't that it was original in any way (because it wasn't); it was just that it stole a bunch of ideas from at least a dozen movies and threw them together well.
Now, it's adding depth to the enemy (and offering many shades of grey) and having fun trying to explain the unexplainable. To me, that's all good fun.
I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I know that you're afraid... afraid of us. You're afraid of change. I don't know the future. I didn't come here to tell you how this is going to end. I came here to tell how it's going to begin. I'm going to hang up this phone, and then show these people what you don't want them to see. I'm going to show them a world without you. A world without rules or controls, borders or boundaries. A world where anything is possible. Where we go from there is a choice I leave to you.
Read that quote out of context. What's the speaker talking about?
People are enslaved by an evil inhuman entity who robs them of their energy to feed itself and keeps them trapped in an unchanging, artificial world so they don't try to unhook themselves. It's a great big dickslap of a metaphor for modern America, or at least modern America as often percieved by the young.
Watch the scene between Neo and his boss, where Neo gets chewed out for his tardiness. It's completely irrelevant to the rest of the movie, but it's also the point of the rest of the movie. Neo's life as a 9 to 5er is one of bleak, grueling misery: his work going to perpetuate a corporation. His energy going to perpetuate a machine.
That's why, despite all the logistic holes, the movie connected on a real, visceral level with a lot of people. It preached a message it's audience was already willing to believe in, and did so with enough style and subtlety that they didn't realize they were being demagougued. And it's ostensible theme ("What is truth?") was just highbrow enough that the audience could focus on it and think they were watching an "intelligent" movie.
But it couldn't sustain a sequel. The brothers had a metaphor, not world or characters or even any plot beyond the basic concept. They abandoned the metaphor in Reloaded in favor of clever-seeming mindgames, and were left without much of anything.