Driving by his deep will of achieving his invent that helps in changing the world, the thing that brings terrible for him and makes his life in danger, Dr.Will Caster, a great scientist interred in the field of artificial intelligence, as he aims to create a machine that has both the intelligence and personal emotions.
Remember when paycheck-hungry actors were accused of phoning in a performance? Johnny Depp spins that for millennials in Transcendence by Skpying in his performance.
It's not just that Depp's character isn't very present, Hall's Evelyn becomes increasingly insipid when her character should be the story's grounding point.
A love story with the most cheesy premise of a worn Hallmark card, like "my love will be the drop that waters the flower of your life" or something. [Full review in Spanish]
There's no surprise here; no nuance. And without any understanding of its subject matter or any interest in making others understand, either, Transcendence gives you very little reason to care.
When it's all over, you will turn on your iPhone and ask Siri to find you a good restaurant for a bite to eat near the theater. And you will have learned nothing.
