I thoroughly enjoyed
Resurrections because I knew what to expect well beforehand.
Those expectations were fulfilled, and Lana didn’t pull punches in the meta-fiction of the script to illustrate why there wasn’t any necessity to produce a fourth
Matrix.
After the original
Matrix, the Wachowski sisters had no plans to produce sequels. Warner Brothers exercised an option which demanded sequels, and they had to comply with the contract. This is why
Reloaded and
Revolutions didn’t fit neatly with the original, as the original was intended to be a standalone piece. The rave at Zion and the Merovingian were never needed to make the original
Matrix into what it was.
Fast-forward to around March 2017, when Warner Brothers began openly discussing a “reboot” for the “franchise”
without the involvement of Lana or Lilly. Neither Lana nor Lilly were interested to make a “reboot” or “sequel” or however Warner planned to market it, to be written by Zac Penn, a cisgender writer.
Eventually, Lana stepped forward to take up the contractual obligation of a film which was going to happen regardless; Lilly, meanwhile, has been focussed on her own Showtime series. So Lana took up the mantle to assure the final product didn’t veer out of control from what the sisters envisioned originally back during the early and mid 1990s — replete with graphic novel angles and atypical storytelling.
If you do ultimately watch
Resurrections, bear in mind these background details, as Lana’s own screenwriting takes a pretty direct jab at the contractual politics behind
Resurrections even coming to exist in the first place.
In short, the film was made to appease Warner Brothers, and in so doing, Lana exercised her creative license to poke jabs at everything and everyone insisting there be a fourth instalment — from that contractual situation above; to all the tech bros and “red-pillers” who’ve spent these last many years co-opting the original
Matrix believing it to be something which was written for them (which it never was,
viz. Jude); to even throwing an oblique side-eye toward the abrupt cancellation of the series,
Sense8 (bringing in no fewer than
eleven Sense8 cast members for
Resurrections, also set in San Francisco, and with Tom Tykwer and Johnny Klimek’s handiwork carrying over with the musical score).
When factoring all these angles before diving into
Resurrections, much as I did, the story worked very well — especially so, owing to the intellectual property constraints leading to its very existence. As with previous instalments, I needed to watch it at least twice to collect most of the subtext and plot complexities into a cohesive whole. I’ll probably re-watch it this evening or tomorrow.
Perhaps my only, “Nah, this could have been a lot better,” was when Trinity said, “Bye.” I realize this was intended to have a punch comparable with Neo’s “No,” during the climactic end of the original film. In hindsight, even that speaks to the exhaustion of the
Matrix’s creator(s) having to reanimate a Warner-owned property of Lana and Lilly’s own making which should have been left alone after 2003 — or better yet, after the original story. The
dénouement, confronting the antagonist in person (in lieu of speaking into a handset at a payphone booth), was one more meta-fictional jab which probably didn’t sit well with tech bro/“red-piller” types.
Resurrections wasn’t made for them.
I think, were it not for that legal arm-twisting by WB to jolt that which shouldn’t be rebooted for a quick shareholder buck, Lana would have been spending the last few years thinking about working on completely new stuff, post-
Sense8. But here we are, and Warners want conservative, bankable, shareholder-friendly stuff — such as milking every last drop from financially successful franchises of the past — to add to their stable.
POST EDIT: When taking the four instalments and ranking them, I’d place
Resurrections in the #2 slot, in front of
Reloaded and
Revolutions. Also, having looked at IMDB’s
demographic breakout of who liked the film the least, it’s no shock for me to see the lowest-polled (consistent with the “red-piller”/tech bro/dude bro/Jude bro demographic) are from men, aged 30–44, and men, aged 45+ — whereas the highest polled are from women, aged 45+ and aged 30–44. Another bright spot is seeing how boys tended to like it more than their dad-aged counterparts.
