I, Robot

A reasonably OK action film, if you’re not after originality or a plot that has any surprises or really anything of much depth. Mostly, it’s a mercifully short piece of eye candy that features Will Smith’s naked butt in the first 48 seconds, then a lot of robots, then—wait for it—about an hour later, Bridget Moynahan’s naked butt. In between the butts and ’bots, there’s a story about what may be the first case of a robot intentionally killing a human being, and a conspiracy behind that murder, and a giant network of robots taking over the world, and, well, you know, pretty much everything except Sarah Connor with an AK-47. But I guess that’s how it’s gonna be in the year 2035: All of the old movies will just recombine into new movies until Kramer vs. Batman causes history itself to come to an end.