The original “Terminator” was an instant classic. You know this already. It was thrilling and terrifying, it was original, it had James Cameron as a young, hungry, slightly genius filmmaker, and it had Arnold Schwarzenegger at the height of his movie and muscle prowess. It slammed the Austrian-accented phrase “I’ll be baaaack” into the public consciousness, and 35 years later, it’s still in there. It spawned the term “Governator.”
Why? Because we already know all this stuff. Like, for 30 years now. Ever since Robert Patrick’s T-1000 terminator model, the liquid metal one, where you shoot holes in it and they instantly fuse back together again—you know you can’t kill these things.
So what’s the point? Where’s the suspense? Where’s the unknown? Where’s the mystery? Where’s the nail-biting fear? Nowhere, is where. This is the fundamental problem with Hollywood’s playing it safey-safe and wringing every last drop of money out of tried-and-true, market-research-driven, known fare. The elements of surprise and originality are long gone.
Granted, every once in a while, the franchise will come up with a new terminator-thingy that’s got some scariness. Remember the motorcycle terminators? Those were menacing and original. And you could send them somersaulting spectacularly into the roadside bushes with a well-placed tripwire.
But this latest gooey terminator that can be machine-gunned into a few different puddles of bubbling black goo, which can then promptly locate the other puddles of black goo and then morph back into a carbonite skeleton? Exactly like Scarlett Johansson in “Lucy,” and Tom Hardy in “Spawn"? Yawn.
So What Happens?
Well, 28 years after “Terminator: Judgment Day,” we find ourselves down around the U.S.-Mexican border. Which is all very current events-y, of course. Dani (Natalia Reyes), a young Mexican woman, is being hunted by a “Rev-9” terminator (Gabriel Luna—see above about the new black-goo assassin).Dani must be somebody special who has the ability to change the outcome of the future. That’s why the dastardly Skynet keeps sending terminators Back to the Future to terminate these hero types in the first place. Probably if you sit there and guess really hard who Dani might be, you’ll go, “Oh, duh!” Hmm. Is that a spoiler? Nah, not really.
Luckily for Dani, there’s a female version of Michael Biehn’s character from the original movie, a cyborgian supersoldier named Grace (Mackenzie Davis). She’s got Biehn’s same, burning, megawatt eyes. This role should catapult Davis to A-list leading-lady status. Anyway, her futuristic cyborg warrior has been sent to protect Dani, in the same way Biehn’s character protected Sarah Connor.
Speaking of whom, Sarah (Linda Hamilton) is baaack, too.
Linda Hamilton was awesome in a few of these terminator stories. The first one, of course, but also the 1991 one that she got ridiculously physically jacked for. (As a personal trainer, I appreciated the massive deltoids.) However, here, it doesn’t look like she’s been plying her acting trade in a while; the rust is thick. She looks like she’s standing around, trying to feel stuff. This is a big acting no-no.
It’s a Chase Movie
Terminators will always chase you around. Because you don’t want to die. So you run away. And they chase you. You burn off all their fake skin, and the shiny skeletons with the red demon eyes, firing machine guns, clunk after you. You smash off a metal femur, and they crawl after you. They turn into motorcycles and burn rubber after you. Chase-chase-chase.
He actually has a wife and kid. When asked by Sarah Connor—who will loathe him ’til all eternity for killing her kid—why his wife puts up with him, he cites a list. On reason is, “I am extremely funny.” Only Arnold can say a line like that. If “Dark Fate” was as good as the original, that’s the line we’d be saying for the next 35 years.
Ultimately, the most important thing from the movie is this poster right here:
