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Starring: Jared Leto, Matt Smith, Adria Arjona, Jared Harris, Al Madrigal, Tyrese Gibson, Michael Keaton
OUR RATING: ★★☆☆☆
Superhero movie based on the Marvel Comics character of the same name directed by Daniel Espinosa. Morbius (2022) centers on biochemist Dr. Michael Morbius (Jared Leto), who is ill with a rare blood disorder, and determined to save others suffering the same fate, attempts to cure himself. What at first appears to be a radical success soon reveals itself to be a remedy potentially worse than the disease, as he inadvertently infects himself with a form of vampirism.
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Bush Pilot: Do you need a doctor?
Dr. Michael Morbius: I am a doctor.
Dr. Michael Morbius: It’s impressive, don’t you think? Vampire bats weigh almost nothing, but they can down a creature nearly ten times their size.
Young Michael: [flashback] Hello, Milo.
Young Milo: My name’s Lucian. The person who was here before was Milo.
Young Michael: No. He was also the new Milo. And before him was the other new Milo. I don’t even remember the first Milo.
Young Michael: There is no cure. There’s something missing from our DNA. Like a piece of a puzzle. And until they find it, the only way to stay alive is an oil change three times a day.
Young Michael: [to young Milo] Like the original Spartans, we are the few against the many.
Dr. Emil Nicholas: You have a gift, Michael. I don’t think I could forgive myself if I saw it go to waste.
Young Milo: [as young Milo reads the note] “Dear Milo, this isn’t goodbye. I’m going to find a cure for us, so we can be cranky old men someday. Your friend, Michael.”
Anna: I can’t believe you dissed the king of Sweden.
Dr. Michael Morbius: The king and the queen, their loyal subjects, all of Scandinavia, and the entire scientific community.
Anna: Yeah, but who does that?
Dr. Michael Morbius: Well, Anna, we both know I have issues. But, hey, I kept the program.
Martine Bancroft: [to Michael] You know that people actually like writing checks to Nobel laureates? Makes them feel better about their investment. It would help if you stuck around long enough to cash them.
Martine Bancroft: Does our generous benefactor, Milo, know what you’re actually doing here?
Dr. Michael Morbius: What am I actually doing here?
Martine Bancroft: Remixing human DNA with bat DNA.
Dr. Michael Morbius: I have no idea what you’re…
Martine Bancroft: Talking about?
Martine Bancroft: So when were you going to tell me?
Dr. Michael Morbius: More importantly, how did you get my pass code?
Martine Bancroft: It’s the first six digits of pi backwards. It’s your password for everything. You should change that.
Dr. Michael Morbius: These are the only mammals on Earth that have evolved to feed exclusively on blood. So in order to drink it, these bats produce saliva that contains unique anticoagulants.
Martine Bancroft: So your theory is, if you can successfully splice vampire genes into your DNA, it would allow your body to produce those same anticoagulants.
Dr. Michael Morbius: Yes. It would be a cure.
Martine Bancroft: At what cost?
Dr. Michael Morbius: We have to push the boundaries, take the risks. Without that, there is no science. No medicine. No breakthroughs at all.
Martine Bancroft: I don’t want to see you get hurt.
Dr. Michael Morbius: I should’ve died years ago, Martine. Why am I still alive if not to fix this? To save my best friend, Milo. And everyone else like us.
Martine Bancroft: Not like this.
Milo: You’re late.
Dr. Michael Morbius: I was trying out this new thing called “working”.
Milo: Oh, yeah. I don’t believe I’m familiar with the word.
Dr. Michael Morbius: I don’t believe you are.
Dr. Michael Morbius: [to Nicholas] So, Doctor, how is our favorite patient? Still determined to make his short life even shorter?
Milo: Yes, I am. Anyway, you’re one to talk. You look terrible. Look at the state of you.
Dr. Michael Morbius: Says the man wearing, what is that, a quilt?
Milo: Oh, sorry. I didn’t get the memo to dress for a funeral.
Dr. Michael Morbius: [referring to Martine] She has been working with me to save our lives. I could ask her to stop if you like, put us out of our misery.
Milo: Just don’t do something stupid and go and fall in love. Because, believe you me, there is absolutely no cure for that.
Dr. Michael Morbius: Says the guy who knows absolutely nothing about the subject.
Milo: Not true. I read about it in books all the time.
Dr. Michael Morbius: Books, really? Wow.
Milo: Yeah. Or romantic comedies. The point is, love is not on the cards for us, my friend.
Dr. Michael Morbius: Listen, if you start quoting The Notebook to me, I am going to stop and hobble very slowly in the opposite direction.
Dr. Michael Morbius: I’m close, Milo. I can feel it. A cure. It’s finally possible.
Dr. Michael Morbius: Highly experimental. Ethically questionable. Very, very, very expensive.
Milo: I knew that was coming.
Dr. Michael Morbius: And not exactly legal. Oh, and it has to be done in international waters.
Milo: You were always expensive.
Milo: Is it dangerous? Should I be worried?
Dr. Michael Morbius: You want me to lie to you?
Milo: That would be nice, yes.
Dr. Michael Morbius: It’s a walk in the park on a sunny day.
Milo: Oh, yeah. That bad, eh?
Dr. Michael Morbius: We don’t have much time left. This could be our last chance. So, what do you say? We go out with a fight?
Dr. Michael Morbius: You with me?
Milo: Till the day you die, brother. Till the day you die. You’ll have everything you need. We’re the original Spartans, mate.
Dr. Michael Morbius: The few against the many.
Dr. Michael Morbius: You know, the whole near death thing is very, very chic. I read it in Cosmo. Do they still make Cosmo? I don’t know.
Martine Bancroft: You shouldn’t be down here.
Mr. Fox: I can be wherever I want, nurse.
Martine Bancroft: It’s doctor actually. I’m afraid you’re going to have to leave.
Mr. Fox: Doctor. Sure, I can see it. But you’re still the help, just like me.
Martine Bancroft: Wow. You can tell all that by just looking at me, huh? And here I thought you were just another jacked-up dumb s**t. Get out.
Agent Rodriguez: Well, we haven’t had anything this good since that thing in San Francisco. Eight bodies, running IDs right now, but apparently they all shop at the same mercenary supply store.
Agent Rodriguez: [referring to the mayday call] It was a male, didn’t identify himself, then wiped all the surveillance footage.
Agent Simon Stroud: He grew a conscience and jumped overboard?
Agent Rodriguez: It happens. Oh, and get this. All the bodies that you’re looking at are nearly drained of their blood. So, what hunts at night and drinks human blood?
Dr. Michael Morbius: As a result of my procedure, I have an overpowering urge to consume blood. Human blood. In certain respects, I have succeeded far beyond anything I could have imagined. For the first time in my entire life, I feel good. Yesterday, I could barely walk. Today, I don’t know what I’m capable of.
Dr. Michael Morbius: I have the constitution of an Olympic athlete. Increased strength and speed that can only be described as superhuman. And all of this on artificial blood.
Dr. Michael Morbius: I’ve become something different. I feel a kinship with these creatures. They would tear anyone else apart, but they welcome me. Like a brother. I’ve even developed a form of echolocation. Bat radar, for the uninitiated. The question is, how do I control it? Isolate it?
Dr. Michael Morbius: But, unfortunately, this condition is temporary. I’ve been timing myself. Artificial blood keeps me stable for six hours. But that window is growing shorter. Artificial blood won’t work forever. One question remains, what if artificial blood becomes ineffective? What happens if I go without? No blue. No red. Nothing. Eventually, my vitals drop precipitously and my illness returns with a vengeance. Soon, I’ll face a choice. Drink the red, or die. But what happened on that ship can’t ever happen again.
Milo: You did it. You found a cure to live. Michael. What? What is it?
Dr. Michael Morbius: I’ve made a terrible mistake, Milo.
Milo: We all make mistakes. Don’t worry about it.
Dr. Michael Morbius: You’ve never made one like this before.
Milo: Michael, enough. Just give it to me. I need it. I can’t live like this any longer. Please.
Dr. Michael Morbius: I can’t.
Milo: What do you mean, you can’t?
Dr. Michael Morbius: I’ve done things, Milo. I killed people.
Milo: We can make that go away. The ones on the boat, they’re thugs. Guns for hire. I can make that go away.
Dr. Michael Morbius: You don’t understand.
Milo: I do understand! Please. Have I ever denied you anything? Have I ever said no? Haven’t I always given you the money?
Dr. Michael Morbius: I can’t control it!
Milo: What, so you get to live, and I get to die? Is that it?
Dr. Michael Morbius: It’s a curse. Believe me, brother. It is.