I've been sitting on this one for a few days to really marinate in it. There's so much of the heavy self-seriousness of the first three movies missing from this one; Neo spends the entire first act looking back on his own "creative" output with a heavy resignation. Everyone around him missed the point, missed it loudly, and loved it. No one seems to have heard him, and they still don't. He's exhausted by the perceived failure of his conveyance. What…