И ему-таки понравился фильм:

      I liked it immediately, and liked it even more as the story unfolded. I felt a sense of excitement that I hadn’t felt, watching a science fiction movie, in a very long time. The cynic in me kept waiting to be disappointed; waiting for the wrong move, the shabby explanation, the descent into the mess that Hollywood usually manages to make of a film like this. It never came, and when Neo soars, at the end of the film, I went with him, in an innocent delight that I hadn’t felt for quite a long time.

      As I interpret it, The Matrix is a film about becoming conscious. It tells us that to become more conscious, to have the courage to seek that which is more real, is its own (and ultimately the greatest) reward. When Morpheus offers Neo the choice of the two pills, and Neo chooses (without knowing where it will take him, as indeed we never do) consciousness, we embark on a quest more primal than anything offered by Star Wars.

      The ultimate goal in The Matrix is not the Force but the Real. When the film’s Judas-figure betrays the heroes, he does so in order to be returned to illusion and denial, the false reality that Neo struggles to escape and overthrow.25