"Artificial Intelligence from far into the future arrives to immediately CLEANSE the human species of millions of humans who are harmful to other humans. A VISIONARY, REVOLUTIONARY FILM which pushes the human species to the limits of controversial, thought-provoking actions."
As the film begins, Breen's character lies dying in the Las Vegas desert, the victim of a group of drug smugglers and human traffickers. In his last moments, he is overtaken by a future messiah of artificial intelligence that plans on walking our world and then killing at least 300,000,000 evil people along with the help of a tiger named Vlad.
This same AI - Thigl - will also fulfill the storylines which are demanded of every Neil Breen film: he will come to the rescue of a young woman - Amanda (Kathy Corpus) and her niece Kim (Chaize Macklin), who are on the run from those human traffickers - as well as befriend a young person - two child astronomers (Abraham Rodriguez and Taylor Sydney) - and also come to grips with the forgotten people of our nation - the dying professor who is teaching those precocious astronomers (James D. Smith) and a veteran with PTSD (Jason James).
He also finds the time to attend the cocktail parties of the rich, famous and ultracorrupt so that he can learn exactly who must die and also walks the desert to explain to us that the laws of nature mean more than the laws of man. He ends all of this by wiping out the news anchors that we have listened to throughout the movie as well as blowing up the mansion that said party was in, because why wouldn't you nuke big pharma if you had space god AI powers?
That's the point, I think I've arrived at, after five Neil Breen movies in a day. We must all become the beings that we have the potential to be and if his movies are the sand in the shell that creates the oyster, that is his role. I've loudly bemoaned the fact that with cameras in everyone's phone, no one has seized the democratic nature that now exists within film, taking advantage of the opportunity that regional and shot on video filmmakers struggled so hard to attain. Yet Neil Breen does with every movie and while so many laugh or throw away insults that may them feel superior like so bad it's good - and what does that even mean? - he's one of the lone voices out there in the desert - the philosophical and artistic one, not the body-riddled one outside of Las Vegas - that is saying something no matter how many people decide to watch and how much even fewer deign to listen.
Neil Breen gives me hope.
As the film begins, Breen's character lies dying in the Las Vegas desert, the victim of a group of drug smugglers and human traffickers. In his last moments, he is overtaken by a future messiah of artificial intelligence that plans on walking our world and then killing at least 300,000,000 evil people along with the help of a tiger named Vlad.
This same AI - Thigl - will also fulfill the storylines which are demanded of every Neil Breen film: he will come to the rescue of a young woman - Amanda (Kathy Corpus) and her niece Kim (Chaize Macklin), who are on the run from those human traffickers - as well as befriend a young person - two child astronomers (Abraham Rodriguez and Taylor Sydney) - and also come to grips with the forgotten people of our nation - the dying professor who is teaching those precocious astronomers (James D. Smith) and a veteran with PTSD (Jason James).
He also finds the time to attend the cocktail parties of the rich, famous and ultracorrupt so that he can learn exactly who must die and also walks the desert to explain to us that the laws of nature mean more than the laws of man. He ends all of this by wiping out the news anchors that we have listened to throughout the movie as well as blowing up the mansion that said party was in, because why wouldn't you nuke big pharma if you had space god AI powers?
That's the point, I think I've arrived at, after five Neil Breen movies in a day. We must all become the beings that we have the potential to be and if his movies are the sand in the shell that creates the oyster, that is his role. I've loudly bemoaned the fact that with cameras in everyone's phone, no one has seized the democratic nature that now exists within film, taking advantage of the opportunity that regional and shot on video filmmakers struggled so hard to attain. Yet Neil Breen does with every movie and while so many laugh or throw away insults that may them feel superior like so bad it's good - and what does that even mean? - he's one of the lone voices out there in the desert - the philosophical and artistic one, not the body-riddled one outside of Las Vegas - that is saying something no matter how many people decide to watch and how much even fewer deign to listen.
Neil Breen gives me hope.