Andrew | A.J.’s review published on Letterboxd:
A fire that burns twice as bright burns half as long.
The ultimate tragedy. Souls faced with definite ends and beginnings, trapped in a manufactured life. Given just enough time to love - to fight for their right to live.
Roy Batty leads his disciples on a quest for life through a city drowning in rain and smog. The Jesus metaphor of Batty becomes truly evident when he drives a nail through his own hand, and then proceeds to save the life of the one trying to kill him. Batty chooses to die not in violence, but in remembrance of his bitterly short but utterly astonishing existence. He understands, however, that nothing is truly remembered. All is indeed forgotten eventually - love, death, time - it all fades.
The scene of Rachel and Deckard in the apartment, her rejecting him out of her fear to love, and to be loved, her fear of loss, of mortality, of the pain that she'll cause - easily an all-timer.
There's a million reasons why Blade Runner is a masterpiece.
Roy Batty dies on a rooftop, crying to his enemy. The rain pours down on the endless city - the city that doesn't care. A neon swarm of people trying to leave it.