Upgrade

Upgrade ★★★½

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

This review may contain spoilers.

Set in the near future where there are electric automated cars and people can get guns installed in their arms the wonderfully named Grey Trace (Logan Marshall-Green) is an old-fashioned mechanic who struggles to get his head around all of this new-fangled technology.
One night, accompanied by his better half, he drops off a car to a client, the genius software programmer Eron Keen (Harrison Gilbertson) - who's a sort of a cross between Blade Runner's Dr.Eldon Tyrell and Justin Bieber - but en route home their self-piloting car goes haywire and subsequently crashes after which his wife is murdered and he left a quadriplegic as a result of a completely unprovoked attack by a bunch of seemingly psychotic thugs.
Left a widower and permanently wheelchair bound Grey doesn't have much reason to live and attempts suicide but then Eron arrives with a once in a lifetime offer of reversing his paraplegia by being allowed to circumnavigate the pesky American Medical Association's approval requirements and installing a new AI chip into the mechanic's broken spine.
Grey agrees, get his 'upgrade' and with his limb functionality restored and egged on by the chip - which can talk to him by the way - he decides to pursue a bloody thirsty revenge on the men that killed his wife.
It's all good fun done on a micro-budget, something which director Leigh Whannell will be used to after his long-running involvement with the 'Saw' and 'Insidious' franchises. And of course, it's produced by Blumhouse Productions who are experts at churning out low-budget - high yield movies at almost conveyor belt-like levels.
It looks good, uses what little money it has well and has a nice mix of humour and some gratuitous violence all grounded in some highly amusing Matrix-esque fight sequences.
I've enjoyed Marshall-Green in just about everything I've seen him in - honestly, if you haven't seen 'The Invitation' (2015) in which he stars then do so immediately - and I'm pretty sure he and Tom Hardy can't occupy the same space.
Certainly, you could do much worse for Saturday night viewing popcorn fodder.

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