![]() As I said, it's the machines - or, more precisely, the fearsome Hollywood Machine that sifts through books and old movies in search of the holy "franchise," then generates non-essential sequels. It's not really the fault of the actors or even of the director, McG, who expertly storyboards the jangly fights and chases and crashes and explosions. ![]() The fourth time out, the bad machines are steel-skeleton FX, and most of the humans are even less compelling. James Cameron's 1984 The Terminator and its showy sequel, T2, were also mechanical, but their killer 'bots had charm: Arnold Schwarzenegger's metallic readings and bodybuilder arrogance meshed riotously well with the part of a cyborg assassin and Robert Patrick's T2 was a witty, preternatural blank - with adorably incongruous teacup-handle ears. ![]() It's barely storytelling it's programming. In Terminator Salvation, machines have exterminated most of humankind and now run the planet I think they had a hand in the movie, too.
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