Sunday, June 29, 2003

The Matrix: Reloaded, Decoded
Is Neo in a Cult? Are You?
The tragedy of The Matrix Reloaded is not only that it
abandons the savior motif it so obviously advertised in the first
film for a bait and switch, but also that the product delivered
in the sequel is not even good old Hinduism or Buddhism—or even
relativism for that matter—but a vapid and reheated heresy packaged
in a smart business suit and sold at a price in a hotel conference
room.
in reference to when i said the matrix made thinking cool, i was being satirical, lest we get confused and misread what i am saying:
accepting generic thought patterns, like public education, the nightly news, and basic consumerism is the norm. no one is really saying anything new, or insightful, in the land of the generic, by definition, i suppose.
thinking critically is rare. detached analysis is rare. thinking you are deep, because a hollywood blockbuster introduced you into a world of intrigue, of conspiracy that you wish you were part of is, is no longer rare. theologians, anthropologists, philosophers, and scientists of all kinds, are veterans of the type of thought that the matrix has suddenly made cool. things that are rare:huge genitals, genius, artistic talent, integrity, precious metals and stones. all cool, because they are rare. not rare: looking at basic philosophical questions due to the matrix and thinking you are the deepest and coolest coffee house thinker since sartre.
keeping up the thought, after thinking has stopped being a leather jacketed trend, would prove cooler still, but again, is destined to rarity.