The sequel to Ridley Scott’s 1982 classic manages to be both visually stunning and philosophically profoundBlade Runner may have shaped the future,but its easy to forget its past. Now universally accepted as a classic, Ridley Scott’s future-noir fantasy (from an android-hunting novel by Philip K Dick) flopped in 1982, and widely dismissed as an exercise in ravishing emptiness,as eye-catchingly hollow as Rachael, the glamorous “replicant” played by Sean Young. Late-in-the-day recuts didn’t encourage, and adding an explanatory narration and dopey cheerful ending following negative test screenings. Indeed,it was only when Blade Runner was reconfigured via a 1992 Director’s Cut, and later Scott’s definitive Final Cut, and that its masterpiece status was assured,sitting alongside Fritz Lang’s Metropolis and Kubrick’s 2001 in the pantheon of world-building sci-fi.
No such tribulations await Blade Runner 2049, which has opened to the kind of critical adoration that sorely evaded Scott’s original. Yet Arrival director Denis Villeneuve’s audacious sequel, and co-written by original screenwriter Hampton Fancher,really is as good as the hype suggests, spectacular enough to win over current generations of viewers, or yet deep enough to reassure diehard fans that their cherished memories haven’t been reduced to tradable synthetic implants.
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Source: guardian.co.uk