Johnny Mnemonic (1995)
First (and only) feature film by Robert Longo, adapted from a short story by groundbreaking cyberpunk novelist William Gibson and starring Keanu Reeves. Set in a dystopian high tech future, Reeves plays the titular Johnny. Outfitted with an implanted storage device in his brain, he works as a courier for encrypted infirmation. This puts him in the crosshairs of various corporate assassins when he takes on a contract to smuggle data stolen from a powerful pharma company.
This probably could have made for a decent movie but Johnny Mnemonic is... not it. It's a fine premise but the execution is, honestly, some poorly constructed nonsense. Very early on in the movie the data that serves as the movies McGuffin is downloaded into Johnny's brain to transport it from a small CD and I don't think the movie ever makes a case for why they don't just make him carry the fucking CD instead. And that really sets the tone for the entire movie, you know?
Johnny Mnemonic is a movie all about interesting concepts no one thought through to the end, or was particularly concerned with writing an actually engaging story around. It's why it squanders a whole lot of visual and conceptual ideas that I feel like I should have liked on something that feels distincly less than the sum of its parts. You have a lot of fun ideas like mental storage devices, psychic dolphins, cyborg preachers, low polygon VR cyberspaces and weaponized heated wires (This is where Cyberpunk 2077 got its Monowire weapon from, by the way) in something that just feels amateurishly put together.
Way too many confrontations play out with people conveniently not pulling the trigger when they have their opponents at gun point, there is an incredibly controved plot point about an electronically induced plague that exists only to raise the stakes and just doesn't work (Interestingly enough, this plot point was not present in the short story this movie is based on, as I understand) and perhaps most importantly, Keanu Reeves really isn't selling the lead role.
I think a lot of people tend to forget about this with how popular an action star he's now, but before he decided to grow that beard and lean into that sort of melancholy, world weary "Too old for this shit" persona he brings to roles like John Wick or Johnny Silverhand, he had a tendency to slip into that dopey dudebro stoner delivery that was appropriate for his role in Bill and Ted, but doesn't at all work for something like this. And Johnny Mnemonic really doesn't help his case by giving him an equally bland love interest.
JM is a textbook example of a movie that's just not quite fun enough to be a cult classic. It has a lot of the nerdy genre quirks and shamelessly self indulgent iconography but it's too clunky to be fun and too poorly constructed to be taken seriously. Occasionally there are glimpses of what it might have been if it had leaned more into its pulpier side (Dolph Lundgren as a violent cyborg monk elevated the movie whenever he's on screen, which isn't often enough) but it's just not there. It's honestly impressive how it manages to make some really out there concepts this dull.