Author’s Note: As per usual with a big blockbuster film, every possible care has been taken to avoid unnecessary spoilers. However, people have a different tolerance for spoilers so if you are someone who wishes to avoid every tiny detail or are particularly sensitive to spoilers, this is your advance warning.
35 years. That’s how long fans of the classic sci-fi noir Blade Runner have waited for a sequel. It’s also how long fans of the Richmond football club had been waiting to return to the AFL Grand Final, but we don’t talk about that. We talk Blade Runner here. Bloody Richmond. Where was I? Oh yes.
Blade Runner 2049 is a brilliant piece of science fiction, filled with gorgeous imagery, philosophical quandries and open-ended interpretations. But, and I feel silly having to say this since you’ve all had a very long time to work out what Blade Runner is, I should stress that this is not a sci-fi action adventure romp. This is quieter, more noirish and certainly not a bombastic blockbuster. Apparently some people in my theatre weren’t aware of this yet. So now you know.
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