It was a good film.
It was a good film for all the right reasons. It was well acted. It was entertaining. It had a sense of mystery. There were believable villians and a conflicted hero.
It wasn't anything new. For many reasons I can no longer watch (or rather listen to) Hugo Weaving without impressing the image of Agent Smith, Elrond or the insatiable realtor from Bedrooms and Hallways into the mix.
The movie is a wide departure from the original graphic novel. Largely seen as an answer to Thatcher's England, much of the story is the result of the Wachowski's own designs. Is it a stab at the present state of affairs?
One may assume so, however, in the movie the implication is made that the threats to the population are "fictitous". It is only fear and hate which are driving events. This is certainly a valid position, however, the reality of our planet makes such oversimplified statements duplicitous in their meaning.
One may just as easily argue the need for freedom from fear from those who even now seek to oppose or destroy our societies from without and within. It is a good film, but it bears more witness to the fragility of our own security than any warning to the populations of lawful nations.