The Matrix: Resurrections would have been better off remaining dead. Honestly, don’t bother watching it.
I was sceptical about whether a new Matrix movie could possibly be good. The previous trilogy had a completeness to it that wasn’t begging for a sequel. Only one half of the Wachowski siblings were directing and they had changed gender since the last movie, so a juvenile part of me wondered whether all the excessive leather might be replaced with pink tutus.
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