Guest Review by Den Valdron
My impression of 'I Robot' is that I began to forget it as I was watching it. It was a teflon coated, industrial robotic production film, so refined and economical, that there was no place for an original idea, or for that matter, an idea of any sort to attach itself.
It's plot and pace functioned with metronomic precision, every beat dictated by formula. Instead of a heart, it simply had a clockwork mechanism powered by quartz crystal.
What were we talking about again?
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