The movie depicts a naif-nerd hero’s relationship to a deceptively innocent-looking A.I. agent of destruction. After inventing a time travel machine, the hero must travel back time to learn more about a mysterious women he meets.
Gentry's script plays cleverly within the rules of the sandbox it creates, and its introduction of romantic themes and a fully believable relationship help, but Synchronicity doesn't quite get where it means to go.
Having such a small number of characters, like the limitations caused by budgetary constraints, might sound like a recipe for creative claustrophobia, but Gentry turns these givens to his advantage ...
The film could double as a metaphor for itself, a time machine constructed entirely of used components, with so little distance from its influences that it lacks its own utility.
A dialogue-heavy genre exercise that's smart about the philosophical implications of messing with the timeline but sophomoric when it comes to telling a good story.
Synchronicity is a wonderfully clever sci-fi outing that rises above certain trappings that would have ultimately tripped up a director with a lesser vision and ability at the helm.
