Basically, it was a "good movie" in the sense that any Hollywood film these days is, fully showing off its large budget through nifty special effects, brand-name actors, and what-have-you. I was disappointed in it because it felt like it relied on the basics set by the first movie and the special effects standards set by the second movie, without creating new anything of its own. It relied greatly on cliches, and in general was pretty bland in the philosophical regard.
Neo is still as bright as a pile of bricks. Come on, Neo. Let's think about this. Who the hell else refers to you as "Mr. Anderson" on a regular basis? Speaking of Smith, there was (of course) lots of Smith. Yay Smith! I laughed so hard when he was being all evil up in the sky and LIGHTNING STRAGETICALLY FLASHED AROUND HIM. It was so wonderfully CHEESY.
The "god" of the machine city reminded me of a Goth version of the sun in the Teletubbies. It also vaguely reminded me of the giant projected head in the Wizard of Oz. Other than that, I found it somewhat annoying, because it spoke with discernible emotion - if indeed it is a true machine, it should not have anger. It should not sound like a two-year old trying to prove its independence a la "we don't need you," you know?
I also (finally) saw Pirates of the Caribbean last Thursday. I have discovered that Captain Jack Sparrow is a man almost entirely in sync with his Tao! But that's probably more thought than a movie with skeleton pirates needs or wants, really. So, to put it simply, he amuses me vastly.
Running out of time!