Scores points for actively embracing how goofy it is. The cast is likable enough, but despite best efforts – i.e. throwing needless stylisations at almost every scene to the point that it's a bit like watching an after-school special, an MTV marathon & observing a 90s-era video game demo, simultaneously – Softley can't make computer hacking engaging or cinematic. There's genuine warmth to the film, but not much else.
To be 100% real, this isn't exactly good. But depending on when (and how dweebily) you grew up, it can be a nostalgic hoot even if you see it for the first time in 2017. A celebration of dated technology, worse outfits, weird visualizations for cyberspace, and the many uses of rollerblades...it's enough to make you forget that nowadays, at least half the characters would be posting Pepe memes or doxxing journalists.
Badly-dated and ridiculous to anyone who's ever even turned on a computer, Hackers can easily be dismissed as a part of one's past they'd prefer to keep in a cardboard box in their attic. Since I never saw it until recently I just prefer to think of Hackers as goofy camp and proof that Angelina Jolie makes a better Romulan than a reptile.
A formation of some kind of transgressive utopia which is rich on rhetoric and low on logic. The thing is I can understand why this would be an appealing prospect for youths in the 90s when the internet offered technology and globalisation as liberation from ourselves, but of course now we can see those ideas are as dated and gauche as this film.
a bunch of queers hack the planet, foiled only by their heterosexual programming. a beautiful mess, amazingly inaccurate but gorgeously shot with a masterfully curated soundtrack. oh, and bear with me? lillard's character, in 2015, would absolutely be a cybergoth trans woman.