Sigh. 

Where to start?  I was disappointed in the new Matrix movie, which while not surprising, is still disappointing.  

At least it wasn’t bogged down in the overly complex, pretentious philosophizing of the second film.  Instead, it was bogged down by a completely predictable plot, and constant sentimentality.  It’s almost as if the characters, aware that this is their last film, are sad about it (to the point of being maudlin) throughout the whole film.  Or maybe the actors themselves were sad because now they’ll have to get real jobs.  Anyway, I think I almost liked the pretentious philosophy better than the maudlin sentimentality.  I don’t want to spoil the ending for anyone who hasn’t seen it yet, but they way the last scene was filmed reminds me a lot of the last scene in the old BBC production of A Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.  Not what I would have anticipated for the third film of a trilogy known for wild action and innovative science fiction.  But I guess those days are gone.  While the first film was startling, the third film was pretty much just a war movie, and for a war movie to be any good, it’s got to be something different.  It wasn’t.  At least IMHO.

It sounds like Rory had more fun clubbing baby seals.