All the films from all the editions, including those subsequently removed, presently totalling 1177. An easy way of seeing how…
A.I. Artificial Intelligence
Journey to a world where robots dream and desire.
Eleven-year-old David is the first android with human feelings. He is adopted by the Swinton family to test his ability to function. Before they are done testing him though David goes off on his own following his wish to be a human. He is on an odyssey to understand the secret to his existence. A science fiction film from Steven Spielberg taken over from Stanley Kubrick.
But in the beginning, didn't God create Adam to love him?
Its known that the elusive Kubrick was good friends with Steven Spielberg; the two brains even had dinner together and often talked for hours about their respective beliefs, influences and cinematic creations. What I would give to see, or hear those two talk...
Artificial Intelligence is the cinematic embodiment of those dinner table talks.
Obviously, the melding of minds between two titans of cinema was going to be a very peculiar project. A.I. is what some would like to describe as a rough handoff, or uneasy transition. The film was almost entirely conceptualized by the great Kubrick before being suddenly handed off to Spielberg a couple years short of…
A person recently told me that while he felt unprepared to raise children, he definitely intended to have them, sooner rather than later, with the hope that their existence would bring order and focus to a life lacking these attributes. This seems like a terrible but definitely not untypical plan, and the question is what kind of abuse, neglect, resentful behavior and other forms of parental distancing take place when (as must often be the case) children turn out not to be reliable emotional crutches or conveyers of constant feel-good vibes but flawed, idiosyncratic human beings for whom no reaction is yet normal or expected, adolescents who will be frustratingly strange and inadvertently terrifying until they've been exposed to enough…
"Why do you want to leave me? Why? I'm sorry I'm not real. If you let me, I'll be so real for you!"
The dawn lets everything in. The rays of the sun flow through the fractured lives of the suspended dust and the blinds of the half-opened windows. The birds greet humanity again with their gently soft whispers, and as you wake, the day is upon you. And yet, some don't wake along with the light. During the slumber of the night, among the stars gleaming against the void, loss occurs. It is peaceful, calm, and releasing; sending the spirit into a place unknown and undiscovered to those who live. We don't mourn the loss of a person, we mourn the memories that still ache within our hearts and our souls. Dreams are immeasurable, and the bonds from those dreams are unbreakable. Sleep is a gateway to connection.
I’ve been rolling over in my mind over the past day how to characterize Steven Spielberg’s A.I. Artificial Intelligence; is it a tribute, a homage, a love letter? No, I now think it was a debt of honor.
Stanley Kubrick was a geek. His wife Christiana once remarked that Stanley would be happy with five tape recorders and one pair of pants. He gave us what some feel is the greatest science fiction film of all time. He was fascinated not only with technology, but in the human condition. This is what brought us 2001, and the first credible filmic AI, HAL. HAL was part of our evolution. Part of the evolution of mankind.
Not too many years after 2001…
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
It may be my favorite film ever. I love this movie. I have only seen it 5 times. The first time I watched it, I thought it was good, nothing special. The second time it hit me, and every subsequent viewing the movie completely overwhelms me. I love it so much I cannot watch it often, because when I do watch it, the thing destroys me.
I saw this last Sunday night, and could not bring myself to write a proper review for days. Even then, the document I wrote blathering on about my love for the movie was without structure or coherence, full of contradictions and weird bursts of emotions that is better to be lost forever in cyberspace.…
Kubrick's films to me are often a paint it by numbers image that requires me as a viewer to decide what colour should go where.
A.I. is that image created by Kubrick already coloured in by Spielberg, which is what essentially bugs me about this film.
I appreciated the visuals, the acting and a couple of sequences more this time round, but the insistent hammering home of the themes and messy pacing just don't work. There is nothing left to ponder about, nothing left to explore or discover, which is a great shame as it is a film that certainly would have lent itself well for that.
When you're set out to explore themes about what makes us human you should start with the questions, not with the answers.
Never has a film spiraled out of control so maddeningly and so furiously like A.I.. The first act of this film is honest genius. Osment plays the lead role of David to a T, drawing out both a lifelessness and emotion that should be tough for even the most veteran of actors. We feel for his confusion and his longings. Act two begins the spiral. Sure, we get to meet the excellent prostitute character played by Jude Law, but the art direction and world-building just doesn't fit. Instead of a thought provoking family drama, the story drastically shifts tones into a Spielburgian chase/action adventure. David's quest is a valid one, that seemingly concludes with a rational ending about love and…
Review Possibility #1:
The heartwarming story of a robotic bear named "Teddy" who is told he is tool old and stupid to be any good but overcomes all odds to aid his robotic friend in his search for humanity.
Review Possibility #2:
Every time I watch this movie I cry, I can't help it.
I wonder if that Chris Rock robot was in Kubrick's original script.
watched on the plane back to LA
Wow. Now that's what I call movies.
In this speedy day-and-age where the achievements of a computer are elevated above those of a human artist, where A.I. is expanding at a much faster rate than we can keep up with, and where a trendy form of cynicism exhibited by such disparately cold works of art as Spring Breakers (good), The Master (bad), and Ex Machina (ugly) is becoming more and more palatable to film-artists.....in short, in this day-and-age of technological and multimedia progress, we need movies like Steven Spielberg's (and Stanley Kubrick's) A.I.: Artifical Intelligence to remind ourselves of essential human greatness and the power of the creative mind. In its jam-packed 145 minutes, A.I beautifully summarizes nearly all the…
What are these tears gathering around my eyes....?
As revealing and deeply felt a movie as 2001, and that's no light comparison. More words soon.
There's a masterpiece lurking beneath the surface; the pieces just don't always fit together. It feels like "Interstellar" gave me what "A.I." couldn't quite pull off.
A.I felt like three different movies spliced together. It's really fucking weird. But not in the good way? There's some great world building right near the end of the first act that they just throw away halfway through the movie. It has an identity crisis that it doesn't even try to address. The film felt very schizophrenic in that way. I never really understood what Spielberg was trying to do and stopped caring about David about halfway through. I was really hoping for more here as I do love stories that deal with artificial intelligence.
Every film that has ever been nominated for an Academy Award in any category. Enjoy!