Player One

Reste l'impression que ce film-somme, mariage étourdissant des codes du cinéma et du jeu vidéo, se veut aussi le commentaire de l'auteur d'E.T. sur l'inévitable subordination du septième art par la réalité virtuelle.

Ready Player One would have been a far more compelling film with either of these characters at its center, but we're stuck with Parzival as our bland yet brave conduit. 

Gen X cultural references pack every overcrowded frame, but the pop-spotting quickly ceases to be fun.

Spielberg looms over Ready Player One like his true alter ego, which isn't the eager, sometime reckless Wade, but the forlorn, abstracted Halliday.

Steven Spielberg has turned Ernest Cline's novel into a virtual-reality fanboy geek-out that's entrancing when it's virtual, less so when it's real.

Iconic filmmaker's take on a VR geek-lit touchstone will dazzle you into submission or die tryin'.

So while I'm not sure READY PLAYER ONE stands on its own as a distinct work, it can't be denied that it is what it is and is the best possible version of Cline's novel that could have been realistically done. 

While not quite peak Spielberg, Ready Player One is a fun exploration of pop culture with a fantastic sense of spectacle that mostly makes up for some weak plotting.