The fucking blue pill, asshole in Tales of Transhumanism

The Matrix came out in 1999. That was fifteen years ago. Are you seriously telling me that calling me "Neo" whenever you see me wearing my trench-coat is the best you can come up with? A generic character from a generic movie that came out fifteen fucking years ago?

Get some new material, cockbags.

The Matrix movies. They really didn't inspire me to wear a trenchie. The fact that I'm a rivethead pretty much decided that for me. But let's talk about those movies for a second.

The Matrix ripped off the entire plot directly from the comic book The Invisibles, which stole nearly all of its ideas from Phillip K. Dick's VALIS. Also, the basic concept of the Matrix was appropriated from Gnostic lore and L. Ron Hubbard's alternative reality, which is still superior to the boring green Tae-bo bullshit that the Wachowski assholes came up with.

Alex Proyas' Dark City was shot in the same city, the same Sydney train station and the same sound stages at Fox Studios (with the Wachowskis using many of the exact same sets that had been built two years before). The narrative of The Matrix derives most of its best ideas from Dark City and Ghost In The Shell. The first movie had something to do with computers taking over the world, controlling people with virtual reality and secret missions in which insurgents are dressed like ostentatious, highly conspicuous emo-goth queers with glued-on shades and big guns. In the movie's most entertaining scene, two people in trenchcoats enter a building and proceed to shoot everyone in sight.

The second film was a huge, expensive waste of time designed to justify the franchise's requisite trilogy. In this one, Morpheus babbles on and on about The One, and how he needs to be rescued. The writers also kill about half of the movie's running time with a tl;dw car chase and scenes in which everyone jumps around like gay pixies. Plus that boring dancing scene that made everyone want to fall asleep or commit suicide.

The third film is rumored to suck hairy sack, but this can neither be confirmed or denied as no-one bothered to see it. Fortunately, Neo becomes an hero.

So no. Calling me "Neo" for wearing a coat that doesn't actually resemble any of the coats worn in that film is more than a tad retarded.

Thank you for your time, please proceed to killing yourself now.