Immersed in The Matrix...again.

Watching The Matrix again had me immersed in it in entirely new ways. I’m one who tends to be rather nitpicky with details in a movie—the one who catches inconsistencies or scenes (and lines) that contradict each other. I’m usually the viewer who catches editing mistakes like a cup appearing and disappearing throughout a scene or dry clothes on a person who just got wet. What got me immersed this time through the movie were the details I hadn’t noticed before. Well, I may have seen/heard them but never realized how each affect the movie until after knowing what happens in the plot. Another way I was immersed was by reading the movie as opposed to just watching it. I played the movie with captions running and found it to be a whole new experience altogether. I’m not sure what kind of immersion this would fall into—maybe textual immersion? Whatever it might be called, it kept me reading/watching even though I knew what was coming and practically what was going to be said. I wonder what it would be like if we all came with captions running over our heads or on our chests…?