I still remember sitting in the theater watching Reloaded on opening night. Like most people, I was psyched as hell. By the time the movie had gotten around to depicting Zion, the "last human city" in a technologically advanced future, as an African drum tribe of mostly brown people grinding on each other, I was done.

I remember watching this and being immediately taken out of the movie. Morpheus has literally just warned the crowd of that the machines are coming, but then it's like "nah, it'll be fine, let's have a rave." Imagine that towards the end of the original Star Wars movie when the death star was approaching the rebel base, that the rebels decided to have a dance party instead of preparing for the attack. Makes about as much sense.