Atlas

A narrative -- and much imagery, too -- that's built on much better movies.

It’s like if Marvel made a whole movie with Tony Stark inside his armour just talking to Jarvis, but without any witty repartee.

J. Lo may be fighting for the very existence of the human race, but there’s nothing at stake between you and the screen.

The unimaginative direction, generic script, weakly drawn characters, iffy acting and misguided production elements are a hinderance. But even with all that dead weight, the simple act of going on a mission... provides a natural momentum.

At times “Atlas” feels like pure pastiche, and it looks, in a fashion we’re getting used to seeing on the streamers, kind of cheap, dark, plasticky and fake, particularly in the big action sequences.

Imagine two hours of Lopez trying to deadlift 1,000 pounds, and you’d have an idea of what “Atlas” is like.

While Atlas relies on the premise that the movie will not choose a side, even if its title character does, this is still not a film that adds anything new to the AI robot apocalypse genre than what already exists.

Atlas’s unoriginality is laid bare with no other elements to foster immersion, and the end result is a movie that feels lost in the vacuum of space.



Has little credibility and a familiar story that's easy to forget.

Atlas is a futuristic look at the dark possibilities of artificial intelligence.