George Napper’s review published on Letterboxd:
“Aye, aye, aye. What a mess.”
For the entire runtime of this movie, I was trying to come up with a word or phrase that would sum up my issues with it. I finally settled on one word: arrogant.
'The Matrix Resurrections' basically begins with a montage about how reboots are so corporate and how no one wants to see a stale, pale imitation of the original thing they loved. The film then goes on to be about as close to a total retread of the original Matrix trilogy as one could pull off within two hours. And it's just so lifeless! It comes off like a Matrix-themed episode of 'Community' that forgot to be funny.
And that's where the arrogance comes in. 'Resurrections' constantly keeps telling the audience how vital 'The Matrix' was to their lives; how it "changed the world", yada, yada, yada. Yes, I do love those original three films. But the internet, social media, and world politics in general would have gone the exact same way without those films ever existing. The meta-commentary of this movie behaves as though 'The Matrix' had any real impact outside of film and meme culture. Clearly, I don't think there's anything wrong with loving the original three movies, and I genuinely don't think people are wrong for loving this one. But to me, this movie mostly came off as someone huffing their own farts and forgetting to add a new smell to the world.