Written and directed by Luc Besson of Taken fame, Lucy is a sci-fi flavored action thriller hinging on the premise that, “We only use 10 per cent of our brains.” We know this is true because Morgan Freeman as the brilliant Professor Norman says it is. And anyone who’s seen Bruce Almighty knows that Morgan Freeman is God.
In the shock-a-minute suspense ride, Lucy (Johansson) is a ditzy party girl hanging in Taiwan with a bad boyfriend in a cowboy hat. He convinces her to deliver an attaché case to “Mr. Jang” at a hotel’s front desk. The convincing comes after Lucy is suddenly handcuffed to the attaché case. Terrified, she goes into the hotel and the hands of the evil Mr. Jang (Choi Min Sik). There, she learns what is inside the case: Strange Ecstasy-type pills called, “CPH4.” Before long, a packet of pills is in her stomach.
Lucy and three other pawns have forcibly become drug mules for Mr. Jang. When Lucy gets kicked in the gut, the pills are ingested into her. The magic medicine makes her super smart. That is, she is on the way to using 100 per cent brain power, becoming the personification of Professor Norman’s cerebral theories. She’s also becoming a super hero – a master of time, space and everything else.
Mr. Jang and his cohorts don’t have a chance. But Lucy wants more than just “Die Hard” revenge. She wants to know the meaning of life. She hooks up with Professor Norman, and Lucy spins into a Stanley Kubrick-Space Odyssey climax.
Besson’s vision is fascinating, but flawed: Neurologists have long said that we do use 100 per cent of our brains all the time, even in sleep.
Lucy is a lot of fun. Just don’t think too much about it.