The Matrix Revolutions: Critic Reviews

There's relatively less of the clunky alternation of big action and static speechifying that stalled Reloaded. But there's also less storytelling fervor from the Wachowskis.

Reloaded was certainly a lumpy, gaseous treatise of a movie, but viewers of Revolutions may find themselves looking back on it fondly.

This come-down of a series capper is so arch and pompous amid its clanks and collisions that you can only snicker at the verbal wind that obscures the din of marauding machinery.

The Wachowski brothers have rendered their chronicles into banality, as if trying to imitate the qualitative tailspin of the Star Wars series.

The film is a soggy mess, essentially a loud, wild 100-minute battle movie bookended by an incomprehensible beginning and a laughable ending.

True believers will be reaching for the red pill, but it's still not quite enough to convert the heretics.

No less than the rankest demagogue, The Matrix Revolutions insists on the primacy of faith over knowledge. Once it locks and loads, however, the triumphant visuals short-circuit anything resembling abstract thought.

Noisy, repetitious and bloated with the Wachowski brothers' jumbled, digital-age philosophy.

As an action movie, it's talky, but it rocks.

With The Matrix Revolutions, the Wachowski brothers have managed to pull off something nearly impossible. They've made a movie about the end of the world that leaves us entirely indifferent to the outcome.

The Matrix Revolutions leaves us with something to chew on for years to come.

The directors Larry and Andy Wachowski have made the intricacies of the original Matrix ... secondary to the main events of spectacle, fighting, and stunningly wooden dialogue.

In a basic and undeniable sense, this is a good movie, and fans who have earned their credit hours with the first two will want to see this one and graduate.

You could react on a gut level to the first movie's idea ... But that basic premise has been all but lost by Revolutions amid the philosophical smoke thrown up by the writing-directing Wachowski Brothers.

The sibling masterminds abandon all humor and most invention for a series of Mr. Wizard cosmic cliches.

Louder, longer, more expensive and dumber than its predecessors, Revolutions is a mediocrity that will provide escapism only to those who head for the theater exits.

This isn't revolution, this is devolution.

There's nothing even resembling a surprise in the third and weakest installment of the trilogy.

What Gertrude Stein famously said about Oakland applies equally to Revolutions -- after all the secrets are revealed, there's no there, there.

Wallows in interminable, poorly lit, barely coherent sequences of people in machines fighting other machines.

One of the most original concepts in recent fantasy movie history has devolved into something perfectly ordinary.

Over all, The Matrix Revolutions, the third and last of the film cycle envisioned by Andy and Larry Wachowski, mostly feels as hackneyed as the first film felt fresh.