REVIEWS BLADE

Ryan Gosling as LAPD Officer K, and Harrison Ford as Rick Deckard design and flawless special effects, Blade Runner 2049 doesn’t smack gobs with its invention aside from a sensual three-way sex scene that gently tickles our g-spot.

Like the automata that enrich human lives, Villeneuve’s film is one small yet significant iteration shy of perfection.

The laconic hero is officer KD6-3.7 (Ryan Gosling), one of a new breed of grizzled blade runners, who “retire” genetically engineered replicants that live among the weary population.

He returns home each night to a cold, functional apartment, where a holographic companion called Joi (Ana de Armas) creates the illusion of companionship.

Working under Lieutenant Joshi (Robin Wright) at the Los Angeles Police Department, K hunts outdated Nexus-8 models, which haven’t been coded to cherish humankind like the new replicants fashioned by Niander Wallace ( Jared Leto).

His “angels” are closely monitored by his most perfect creation, Luv (Sylvia Hoeks), who jealousy guards her elevated position at her creator’s side.

In the course of his unforgiving work, K uncovers a shocking secret.

“This breaks the world,” whispers a terrified Joshi.

The subsequent quest for painful answers leads K to Deckard (Harrison Ford), who is reluctant to venture back into the automated world that almost destroyed him.

Two generations, scarred by loss, unite in the spirit of