My beef with Ridley Scott's Blade Runner:
1. The Characters. I did not connect to any single character. Not Deckard, not Roy Batty, not Tyrell, not even Rachael. Nor did I care for Roy Batty's arc. "Look! Even our genetically engineered pets aren't as horrible and destructive as we are!" That kind of theme ranks right up there with "You know, communism works on paper" in terms of originality and freshness. I don't even want to engage that line of thought. To me, the characters are the most important part of the story, and they fail to do anything for me here.
2. The Music. The music in Blade Runner hasn't aged very well, imho. The synthesizers instantly tell me the movie is stuck permanently in the 1980s. I don't hold that against Scott (how could he have known how quickly synthesizers would go out of vogue?), but it really interfered with my suspension of disbelief. Are you trying to tell me that in 2019, we have gone full circle and are back into synth pop? Maybe we will be, but watching the movie in 2010, I couldn't help but realize I was watching a movie made in 1982.
3. The Visuals. I don't care for cyberpunk. I know a lot of people love it, but it just isn't my cup of tea. I can't say much more about that.
My tea with Ridley Scott's Blade Runner:
1. It's right in the sweet spot at 117 minutes long.
2. I appreciate the contemplation on morality throughout.
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