I loved the first two installments of the Matrix. When people knocked Reloaded, I argued with them. I defended the pacing. I defended the orgy. I defended the convoluted melodrama of the Architect. So help me, I even defended The Kid (while secretly hoping for his speedy demise in Revolutions, of course, but still).

And what do Larry and Andy Wachowski do? They count their money and piss all over me.

(...)

when the lights went up and the credits rolled, I yelled "Dude, fuck that!"

Half the theater made approving noises.

Do not see this movie.

Do not see this movie.

Do. Not. See. This. Movie.