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Its May 2003, and expectations forThe Matrix Reloadedare high.
(The Wachowskis trilogy finale,The Matrix Revolutions, is already slated for November.)
WhenReloadedfinally lands in theaters, however, reactions are mixed.
One of the few effective new ideas inReloaded,he adds.
Hes talking about the cake scene, an oft forgotten aspect of theMatrixlegacy.
Its a shamelessly horny moment that reflects so many of the Wachowskis bolder filmmaking impulses.
And so everyone in Zion is very much DTF.
All that slow-mo grinding in sheer knitwear during the dance party amid pools of steamy lava.
The passionate-yet-tender sex scene between Trinity and Neo, their nude bodies marked by headjacks and plugs.
These are programs pretending to be people, straddling the line between perfection and artificiality.
What kind of cake does the Merovingian send?
Its obviously chocolate, with a density that makes me think flourless, maybe fudge?
Just one bite of the very special dessert and shes full Sally at Katzs Delicatessen.
That is, in part, what the orgasm cake scene signifies.
Just a sample, she says, before adding an important qualifier.
You have to make me believe I am her.
I envy you, but such a thing is not meant to last, she tells Trinity.
What has lasted, though, is the goofiness and gonzo-ness of the orgasm cake.
It would be easy, and a mistake, to diminish these aesthetic choices as style over substance.
Even in an NSFW dessert, the sisters through-line of emotional truth is easy to find.
