Hollywood : the softy, the riot promoter...

Rating: 3/10 (6 March 2019)

What's with Hollywood and its obsession with revolutions and socialist utopias? You know, those imaginary worlds where things will always be purer and more beautiful (i.e., better and less selfish) than whatever you might hold as good or worth saving in this, our disfunctional, needy, so often disappointing world... Is it revolution (war), on the other hand, the only way possible to reach for such desired outcomes? Are these elysian worlds possible at all? Or are they rather the product of a tired, frustrated soul that has become unable to withstand the neverending, uneven randomness of this harsh, unfair world of ours, and so, cannot digest it anymore without first sweetening it up considerably, without softening it up here and there everytime it contemplates it and reflects on it, to the point where it has become irretrievably hooked on this anaesthetized, highly idealistic view of things? Has Hollywood become a victim of its own "happy endings"?
After watching movies like Elysium, you can't help it but answering in the affirmative. An attrocious movie in so many respects, Blomkamp's embarrasing shallowness and corny sentimentality permeates the whole story in highly annoying fashion; the old, simplistic, pretty much childish, and ultimately corrupting "All you need is love" philosophy (love = solution to all problems; lack of love = selfishness (?) = the beginning of all that's evil), as the guiding principle throughout. Watch at your own peril, perhaps the only reason to finish this movie is its, at times, astounding visuals, which do not compensate at all for the sad, pitiful rest, but which might warm the hearts of space loving, sci-fi fans.
I'm giving this movie 3 (!) out of 10 stars (instead of 1), because of its visuals, and because of some of its fine actors.