The only way to defend The Matrix Revolutions is that in 2003 they had never before charted this two films shot back to back/shared media universe.

Rating: 6/10 (14 February 2020)

And although Reloaded/Revolutions paved the way for the many sagas to follow, the 'concluding' chapter is a painful reminder of the crushing demands of a blockbuster schedule, the diminishing returns of the Wachowski's unique, oddball, counter-culture proclivities, and the continued curse of the third film.
For starters, the pacing is all off. If this was the second part of a mini-series, watched a week later, it would be perfectly fine, as a blockbuster cinema experience it's flat. It starts flat, it's boring and lumpy, convoluted and pallid at the same time. It has big chunks of exposition where Neo literally asks 'what the hell is going on' to which he gets 0 actual answers and, if anything, more confusion.
Then the upfront action is a pale, poor and almost comical turgid retread of the lobby scene complete with Trinity's watered down signature kick, bullets spray about making them all look useless and each section is diced and spliced in between rushed, chopped up sequences where a lot of the best and most interesting action happens off screen.
You know, there's some tremendous performances, theatrical readings of the theatrical dialogue; particularly the new Oracle and the scene with Smith. Agent Smith himself is one of the perfect evil supervillains of cinema history; foreboding, watchable, likeable, campy and utterly inevitable. The actor playing Bain who has a sort of dual consciousness going on with Smith is hilarious and pleasurable to watch, an idea underutilised but that could explode the lore so much if focussed on.
So the battle for the dock is mixed bag, an uninspiring, drab location with uninspiring, drab characters up against some elite mech action and VFX that still holds up, expertly crafted, with some truly terrifying hellishly beautiful images and great beats with the unique villainous squiddies. It's neither good nor bad, loud, long, but as well made as any war in any movie. If only they managed to utilise the main characters instead of these chumps.
The final battle is pure anime, unstoppable force and immovable object doing their dance through some cracking locations. It's unique to live-action (at least until the vastly inferior Man of Steel came along) and although it hasn't got the energy, kineticism and force of the first Matrix, it's a fitting end for these two equal and opposites. It's truly one of the greatest depictions of gods clashing that I've ever seen. It's 100% Mount Olympus.
So there's a glut of excruciatingly detailed and iconic imagery and design work. Some deliciously rousing and unique music. Some of the best surround sound I've ever heard. Some stirring, leftfield themes and ideas. And the rest is just bunk.