Twenty seconds into Andy and Lana Wachowski’s guns-blazing 1996 debut feature and it’s a sure thing you’re in the Matrix. The chintzy wallpaper of Bound, the vintage architecture, the ebony wardrobe—all design elements are phony-baloney in the most exquisitely, fetish-y way imaginable. It’s a labor of fastidious devotion to graphic-novel noir.
Jaime N. Christley
August 13, 2012