Tron Legacy falls into the same trap as Superman Returns. It's so busy being reverent and thoughtful that its pace slackens and its humor dampens and all that remains is cold beauty. Granted, its beauty is genuine. Joseph Kosinski and his effects team transmute the original film's ungainly look into a smooth, crisp universe of ominous shadow and fog and fluorescent beams, and the score by Daft Punk deftly weaves techno patterns into strings. But along the way, the film discards ideas pregnant with possibility. Its theological leanings are trapped in a simulated world of incomprehensible logic, and villain C.L.U. has late-film ambitions of fascism mostly because he's programmed to. There's no perspective to his villainy, only machination.
C+