Watching The Matrix some fifteen years after its original release (with my then-girlfriend, now-wife beside me again), but this time with the Sydney Symphony Orchestra live at the Opera House along with the movie.
With the exception of the flip phones and the occasional CRT monitor, the movie stands up well. Does it pass the bechdel test? Disputable. Do the combat scenes seem a bit slow compared to more recently released films? Sure. But there are some great quotes, and you can feel the influence of some of its lines.
There is no spoon.