SummaryJacq Vaucan (Antonio Banderas), an insurance agent of ROC robotics corporation, routinely investigates the case of manipulating a robot. What he discovers will have profound consequences for the future of humanity.
SummaryJacq Vaucan (Antonio Banderas), an insurance agent of ROC robotics corporation, routinely investigates the case of manipulating a robot. What he discovers will have profound consequences for the future of humanity.
Once the film hits the desert, a little before the halfway point, Jacq has the energy sucked out of him and so does the film, limping along while he repeatedly throws histrionic fits.
What is with the low ratings? With no expectations, I stumbled on this movie on Netflix and its a good watch. Definitely not a blockbuster film, to me it's undeserved, and underrated, the cast is brilliant! A new cult film to put under Antonio Banderas' belt. The Robots depicted in this film are fairly believable. i'm all about cinematography, and this guy Alejandro Martínez is freaking amazing, his only work i know of is Wer (2013). Amazing direction by Gabe Ibáñez and Editing by Sergio Rozas Being a SF fan, i did see similarities to Blade Runner and I, Robot. A well written script by the director, it grips you emotionally and psychologically. This film is a new favourite! 10 out of 10
What the f***? I can not understand the "professional critics". This is a great film, with a excellent photography, a great plot and a good performance and acting. I think that there is a complot against good spanish cinema, because in spain the film is not released, but "ocho apellidos vascos" was advertised until the death. I think there is no hope in the humanity.
To death, you must be alive.
The performances range wildly from high (Banderas) to low (Birgitte Hjort Sørensen as Jacq’s pregnant wife) to you-must-be-kidding (Melanie Griffith as both a scientific genius and a prostitute android).
Automata has moments of tremendous visual and storytelling elegance which are punctuated with ham-fisted characterization and thunderingly terrible acting.
Much like a spate of recent summer blockbusters, there's a tiring sense that every single facet of the narrative has to be rendered with truculent solemnity.
Even for sci-fi, some logic has to enter the plot, which also needs to be devoid of major holes if it’s not to fall into ridiculousness, and that, unfortunately, is where Automata lies.
Undereserved low ratings, true gem. I can't remember such great movie in last 10 years, maybee Sunshine can stand but I'm not sure. It's a deep movie full of love, philosophy and vision of real progress and evolution. If you're missing something REAL nowdays, this peace of art is for you.
(Note: I do not like a scoring mechanism that runs from 0 to 10 and therefore I devised my own value system, which works as follows: 1 for bad, 5 for mwah, 9 for good. 10 for superb.)
Because it happens, the robot answers.
And there you have it. The final answer to all questions in life: because it happens.
Why does the earth revolve around the sun?
Because it happens.
Why does the sun burn the surface of the earth?
Because it happens.
And why are there no zombies in my backyard?
Because it happens?
No, because I don't have a backyard.
It happens.
I wonder why. I wonder a lot of things. Why for instance do they wear plastic see through rain coats in a world that knows no rain?
Well, cause it happens.*
Why is that doctor killed by kids?
Cause it happens.
And why does a story like this sizzle out into an underwhelming fight and philosophy that impresses by how vapid it is?
Cause it happens.
Case in point: you can't be killed when you are not alive.
Astounding observation.. how about making the same remark several times, just so we do not forget the philosophical, moral and social implications?
Here you go : you can't be killed when you are not alive.
Impressive...
So what is alive?
Oh uh. Let's not cross that bridge shall we. We only got two hours that we already filled mostly with robots and people trudging through dystopian landscapes, that are in fact mostly desert scenes and of the dusty grey kind. No time for anything too complex. Let's just repeat the remark to bedazzle everyone with our deep philosophical thinking.
Another question then, more down to earth: why are the bad guys moronic idiots given to destroying pretty expensive robots that pose no threat and killing people at large?
Cause they have shotguns. And everyone knows: weapons are meant to be used and: the gun defines the gunman. The shotgun thus defines a killer.
So why did the robots change?
Because it happens, the robot says.
A tale told in five minutes stretched out two hours to answer the one question that drives the movie and which never gets the answer it deserves. Rock bottom story telling.
The final mystery is this: how could this movie have happened?
Answer: shyte happens.
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* The real reason of course is that some people are impressed by other people's imagery and thus the plastic rain coat, used in Bladerunner, Brazil and in 12 Monkeys, has become the staple ingredient of dystopian movies. It is either a very lazy rehash or a homage: you pick the option you like.
Interesting. More philosophical than anything, considers what it means to be alive. However, it feels you feeling a little empty, not quite what you wanted. Definitely not blade runner, not enough shooting.
Un film bien sympathique au premier abord : la réalisation est très correcte, les effets spéciaux convaincants et l'ambiance dystopique (un peu à la Blade Runner) est assez édifiante. Puis vient se greffer cette histoire de robots qui déconnent et voici notre gentil gars (Banderas très bien comme toujours) qui vient fourrer son nez là il ne faut pas...
Car la société qui fabrique les robots est une méchante société et en général et en particulier, les hommes sont méchants dans le film sauf notre Antonio (toujours beau gosse même la boule à zéro) qui aime bien les tas de ferraille (à son insu sans doute) et aussi parce que sa bonne femme va accoucher (accouchement du mari par procuration, on appelle ça) : il aime trop la vie, tu vois, même quand c'est pas la vie... m'enfin bref.
Donc les robots gentils sont trop gentils mais également trop intelligents et c'est trop émouvant les gentils robots qui se réparent tout seuls et c'est trop sympa les gentils robots, tout mignons... (mode bisounours enclenché).
Donc une fois à la fin, on est un peu énervé et soûlé en même temps : l'impression qu'on nous a pris pour des andouilles alors que par ailleurs le film est bourré d'incohérences pour "justifier" la méchanceté des méchants humains.
Du cou, ils ont un peu raison : je suis un peu méchant avec ce film : 3/10, ce sera bien suffisant. Même si c'est un peu sévère. Mais juste un peu seulement.
This is the movie that Asimov and Jodorowsky would've written if they met in a hospital room while recovering after a lobotomy. The only thing that is possibly worse than the meaningless story and the pre-teen attempts at philosophy is the thankfully short acting of Melanie Griffith, which by the way seems lobotomized too. Thinking of that, this movie should've been called Lobòtomata.