A new review from The Movie Snob.
Marjorie Prime (C). Hmmm, an independent sci-fi drama starring Geena Davis, Tim Robbins, and Jon Hamm? Now that’s something you don’t see every day. In fact, you hardly see Geena Davis and Tim Robbins in anything at all, do you? I’m pretty sure A League of Their Own (1992) was the last movie I saw Davis in. Anyway, this movie is a close relative of her, the movie in which Siri sounds like Scarlett Johansson and develops artificial intelligence. In the near future of Marjorie Prime, computer engineers have largely perfected the ability to create a lifelike hologram of your deceased loved one. Apparently the hologram starts out knowing the basic facts of the original person’s life, and then it learns more and more—and thus becomes more and more realistic—as you talk to it and tell it more things about the dearly departed. When the movie starts, an elderly woman with dementia named Marjorie (Lois Smith, Minority Report) is comforted by a hologram of her beloved husband Walter (Hamm, Baby Driver). But Marjorie’s daughter (Davis) is not happy about it—envious of the attention Walter gets, perhaps?—and Marjorie’s son-in-law (Robbins, City of Ember) hangs back and observes the proceedings, usually with a strong drink in his hand. Time goes by; other holograms (or “primes,” as they’re called) come into play. The concept is an interesting one, but the movie is a little too quiet and slow for my taste. Rex Reed’s review of this movie starts with this verdict: “Intellectually stimulating yet dramatically stunted.” That sounds about right to me.