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Being a fan of Asimov's superb stories, it was always going to be a bit difficult to encounter a hollywood vision thereof. Will Smith's troubled widower policeman with a prosthesis was entertaining and complicated, and the cgi robots animated brilliantly.
The film wasn't about special effects, but about the deeper issues of trust, friendship and ambition. Asimov's three laws were held in high regard, although dented slightly towards the end.
The story involved a dead guy who had planted clues for the detective to follow, although the boss cop wasn't too keen. There was nearly a scene when the senior officer gave our hero 24hours to solve the case. There actually was a corny moment when the chief insisted he drop the investigation, and another when he asked for Mr Smith's badge. But despite this predicable stuff, the story was engaging.
My preconceptions were again dented with the portrayal of Dr Susan Calvin, who was (to my mind's eye) written as a middle-aged, handsome stolid scientist with a heart of gold but an exterior of less pliable material. However, the great-looking woman cast in the role (the lovely Bridget Moynahan) brought genuine beauty and curves, which looked for all the world as if there was going to be smoldering, touching and eventually a break-out of feelings. But in the end, the titanium-limbed one was just as self-protectingly resolute as the lovely doctor. Mind you, the eye-candy was welcome.
In summary, the experience was life-affirming for us fleshly beings, even though it was slightly luddite in tone.