The film is a test for those who hate fantastic action films: if it is not, then at all, you can not continue to try. If you manage to overcome, without stopping watching immediately, the very first shots that Cameron designed from everything that drives fans of the genre into anguish at once - with the crunch of skulls, crushed by a fifth anthropomorphic robot villains, shooting left and right from blasters - where without them - with flying also shooting iron cuttlefish, and other similar nonsense to the sawing brain "dramatic" soundtrack.
Then begins a soulful movie (with memorable plot details, expressive images of characters - and in the episode with the appearance of the naked Schwarzenegger in the bar, and with excellent humor) about the emotions-feelings inherent in people, which is only improved by impressive computer graphics, dashing chases-fights and all sorts of stunts. Directors of countless film productions of this kind, the creators of this film, although it is old, clearly have much to learn.
A brilliant find is the moment of the Terminator’s death, when the picture of his “vision” flattens into a line, then folds into a point, and finally goes out. It seems that this is how the oldest CRT monitors turned off in the years when the film was made.
