

The original trilogy leaned into simulation theory, the theory that powerful forces could trap humanity within a fabricated world we wouldn’t recognize as fake. Is a new simulation created by robots or accidentally by humans? Either seems possible, considering our actual reality. Yes, the eye-popping color recalls the final shot of The Matrix Revolutions, after the Matrix had rebooted itself, but much like the green-wash of the original Matrix, the crisp, Apple-commercial-ness of the establishing shot reflects a modern screen life that seems to have missed the point of The Matrix. The super-high-resolution opening shot of the trailer gives The Matrix Resurrection an even more daming tone than the original trilogy. Let’s dive in and lose our minds a little. Will each screencap renew your soul? I hope so. Can I promise each section of this breakdown will have absolute definitive intel on what’s going on in The Matrix Resurrection? No.

The images demand it - Wachowski and her co-writers, authors Aleksandar Hemon ( Nowhere Man) and David Mitchell ( Cloud Atlas), have cooked up a movie that seems to grapple not only with Neo’s place in the universe, but our modern Extremely Online existence and our relationship to the Matrix movies themselves. While I am sure Lana Wachowski has crafted a heady and visually unique blockbuster, a new Matrix trailer is an event in itself, and I can’t help but pick it apart. The release of The Matrix Resurrections trailer zapped me back to the joy of that Matrix preview drop, and my heyday of frame-by-frame analysis and over-theorizing on message boards. Sorry to every trailer premiering in 1080p YouTube: those were the good old days. Some people have vivid memories from high school of their first dance or triumphant sports achievement or a moment of mentorship that changed the entire course of their life but for me the key highlight was settling in front of a music-room computer to load up The Matrix Reloaded trailer on Apple Trailers and soaking up every drip of philosophical science fiction mumbo jumbo up in glorious Quicktime.
