When the creator of a virtual reality world called the OASIS dies, he releases a video in which he challenges all OASIS users to find his Easter Egg, which will give the finder his fortune.
I'm sure that some will be more receptive to the avalanche of nostalgia than others... but I don't think one can deny the [film's] comment on the place of popular culture in our lives... [Full review in Spanish]
Ready Player One is more like a seven-course banquet made up entirely of Pixie Stix and Pop Rocks-you certainly get a rush from it for a little while but once the initial effect, there is not much of anything else going for it but overindulgence.
Many of the book's references to Spielberg's cultural artifacts have been stripped away, but he imbibes the movie with flashes of colour and heart that rekindle a sense of wonderment that will transport many viewers back to their childhoods.
Life in the OASIS is exciting and wondrous to behold through your avatar's oversized anime eyes, but it doesn't mean much without some real-world stakes, and that's where the film stumbles, badly.
Haptics weren't needed to feel the emotional pull of his best films; they aimed for the heart and hit much more often than they missed. "Ready Player One" aims for the adrenal gland.
It may be impossible to separate Ready Player One from its references, and without the Easter eggs, inside jokes, and endless homages, Ready Player One doesn't offer much that is unique to itself.
Spielberg wants us to drop the techno-gadgets and join hands, but it's the VR world that really juices him. He's the ultimate fanboy making a movie about the need to move beyond being a fan.
