The very first adaptation of a William Gibson property was highly anticipated. Directed by a visual artist and music video director and adapted by the father of cyberpunk himself, this film could’ve, at the very least, been a singular piece of cinema. But there’s a reason why Johnny Mnemonic is not the film that comes to mind when you combine the words Keanu Reeves and science-fiction.
With their LoTek dreads and face tattoos on fleek, Ron and Bram travel down to The Free City of Newark to fight the corporations (they rule) and tackle the age old question: what the fuck is going on!?