The first one was great. The second one was okay. The third one blew. You could start to see it in the second one and then fully in the third one, the Wachowskis started loving the smell of their own farts. Way too much pretentious dialogue that was supposed to be deep and full of meaning. And what's up with the other Wachowski? Where are they? The way the statement is worded, it almost seems to be a dig at them, "Lana is a true visionary — a singular and original creative filmmaker."