I've never had an experience after watching a movie of wanting to get on my blades, hack the planet, and make some questionable wardrobe choices as much as after watching this glorious slice of 1995.
Rollerblades: I had no clue New York was this fucking radical in the mid-1990s. Serious time, is this supposed to be what New York was like in 1995 or is this some alternate dimension where rollerblading is a socially acceptable form of transportation? The films Hackers, Airborne, and the Disney channel original Brink have a lot of apologizing to do for showing this farce of a universe to bright-eyed and subsequently beat up children of the 90s. Every single scene has a rollerblader in it. Really though. Every. Single. Scene.
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It's not just blading on the street and shredding up some concrete either. There are rollerblade clubs. ROLLERBLADE CLUBS!
Just think of all the times you've said "let's roll out!" to your friends when you're ready to leave? How awesome would it be to actually mean it in a group of like-minded fruit booters? Everyone bladin it up, nobody able to go into a bar that has stairs, nobody able to take off their blades because it's inconvenient as fuck to carry sneakers with you at all times.
After establishing New York City as the epicenter of the rollerblade revolution, the movie furthers the plot that blades are awesome by giving the bad guy a skateboard. If nothing else, Hackers takes a very clear side in the rollerblade vs. skateboard war.
After establishing New York City as the epicenter of the rollerblade revolution, the movie furthers the plot that blades are awesome by giving the bad guy a skateboard. If nothing else, Hackers takes a very clear side in the rollerblade vs. skateboard war.
Dade giving The Plague disc 4 of Oregon Trail.
Computers: The movie is called Hackers so they show us what that means, right? Of course! Everyone knows that hacking computers requires just as much graphic design skill as it does computer knowledge. After watching this movie I opened up my parent's computer, fought the urge to not go into a bunch of AOL chat rooms, and then typed "HACK" in the windows search function. I did not see a cool graphic design interface where I could just type a bunch of random shit to enter a tv studio or discover an animated DaVinci man with a creepy modified voice. Why did I think I would find these things? Because I was an idiot kid and because Hackers shows a ridiculously stylized version of the real thing.
I couldn't care less that this isn't actually what hacking looks like, that's not my problem with this at all. No, my problem is that I want to fucking do this! That's what I wish computers did without me having to learn a bunch of shit. In no way could I ever criticize a movie that made hacking and rollerblading look cool. Making one dumb thing look cool is a challenge. Hackers did it with two dumb things!
Magical realism: Hackers is a movie about navigating your path toward self-invention, finding your group of friends that lets you be yourself, and not being afraid to showcase your subversive culture. When everyone else is drinking at the party, you go in the back room to check out the latest computer with your friends.
Magical realism: Hackers is a movie about navigating your path toward self-invention, finding your group of friends that lets you be yourself, and not being afraid to showcase your subversive culture. When everyone else is drinking at the party, you go in the back room to check out the latest computer with your friends.
Go ahead and be a fucking weirdo. This movie fucking rules. Hack the Planet.
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