I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY HATE THE MATRIX.
I don't care if Keanu Reeves is in it in a leather coat.
I don't care if there's some woman in it who people bizarrely find attractive.
I don't care how clever it thinks it is.
I've never hated a film so much. Ugh. It was like watching Douglas Adams without the humour. So consciously clever and with *such* bad acting (the coat acted better than Mr. Reeves, incidentally) and, just, ick.
Thank you. Bed now. Head hurts.