In the hotly-awaited directorial debut of Christopher Nolan's longtime bravura cinematographer Wally Pfister, a pioneering scientist (Johnny Depp) has his consciousness digitally replicated. The preserved version of Will Castor looks like him, talks like him, thinks like him, and yet there is something fundamentally wrong with this avatar. He makes the wrong decisions, behaves in ways that the old Will never would – all the constituent parts are there, but the soul is gone. Sound familiar, Depp fans?
The ponderous and clunky Transcendence, already a commercial and critical flop in the Us, marks the lowest point yet in what has been a depressing career downslide for Depp. While The Lone Ranger and The Rum Diary had their issues, Depp himself remained an engaging (and engaged) presence - in Transcendence,