If you are like me, you have more fun watching movies the second and third times over. Missing bits fall into place, you are ready for parts that flashed past you too fast the first time. There is also the added fun of having an as yet uninitiated one around so you can keep nudging him/her before the juicy bits come on screen.

Picture then, me with my roomie watching The Matrix Reloaded. The man hadn’t seen a comic book till he was twenty or so. Before the movie started, I had my suspicions about the seemingly overloaded dose of sci-fi I was going to administer him.

An hour into the movie, the suspicions remained. When the credits came up I thought I had imagined the discomfort. The guy seemed to be taking it well.

A bit too well.

Third time over, I realised what I have always known. It is useful to pay attention to suspicions. He pointed at Laurence Fishburne and said, “This guy…. Trinity…. he’s a robot right?”

Gasp! The Wachowski brothers would have turned in their graves. But they are not dead.