Hi my name is Ric and I am a life long avid fan of science fiction. Now, with that out of the way, what I expound on in reference to you will come from a very deep place of knowing. From a perspective of very large scale meta-comprehension!
And, what you show me Lucy is nothing short of towering. Yours is a simple process of a story that begins with the sin ridden desire to release a new drug onto the masses that is based on one of our most magical substances that makes babies brains grow called CPH4. When the drug lord in Taiwan wants to spread the new substance around he surgically inserts it into drug mules for transportation. Lucy is maneuvered unwittingly into being one of these mules and her terror is visceral. When the synthetic version of the brain growing hormone is accidentally released into her system after a severe beating, her brain begins to wake up past its usual ten percent usage level. This is precisely when the film takes off.
Famed filmmaker Luc Besson – who wrote and directed Lucy – then takes this high brow premise and turns it into a taut action thriller that has his unique vision of storytelling all over it by the end. Am I fan? Obviously! But I dare anyone to disparage the pure audacity of what he plays across our eyes in an insanely tight ninety minutes.
Brilliantly portrayed by Scarlett Johansson, Lucy’s awakening brain starts to demonstrate the extra-human abilities many in sci-fi like myself have long pondered. As her journey continues and we find ourselves also following the convergence of Lucy and renowned human potential professor Norman, (played obviously by Morgan Freeman,) her badassness grows exponentially. When she visits some revenge on the drug lord Jang played with perfect clarity by the great Choi Min-sik, her evolution gets so dizzying its hard for most people to follow. But in this moment I revel in Besson’s nuance and speculation. As the events spin out of control and Lucy trys to find help in the professor, one of the boldest statements on human potential ever made by anybody is played out on the screen.
Make no bones about it, this is a masterpiece. I can envision Clarke, Heinlein, and all the great sci-fi minds living or dead smiling wherever they are. The legend of it will grow over time. While Lucy goes to places of human experience that no one has ever seen it is Scarlet’s anchoring of the arc of all to human in emotion to something more inhuman that provokes my mad array of questioning thought after the closing credits.
I think the shock and awe on the professor’s face and my chuckling realization of the utter futility of Jang’s useless revenge is that moment of awe that leaves the amazed cautionary taste in my mouth that soon reminds me of my feet on the floor and the feeling of breathing and all the mundane that is the humanness we know.
With fierce pride and adoration and swelling contemplation of all that you speculate.
I am forever yours,