"Bicentennial Man" is a film that was made ahead of its time. When it was
released in 1999 it seemed faintly embarrassing, yet it has aged into
something quietly fascinating, commonly being called a cult film. Directed by
Chris Columbus and starring Robin Williams, it was initially dismissed as
overlong, sentimental and tonally confused; a family film that strained toward
philosophical seriousness without quite earning it. But in the age of
contemporary AI, its reputation has shifted. What once felt naive now feels
oddly prescient.
The film, loosely based on Isaac Asimov's novella "The Bicentennial Man",
charts the 200-year life of Andrew, an android who evolves from a household
appliance to something approaching a human being. At the time, this arc was
framed largely as a Pinocchio-style fable; a machine who wants to become
"real". Today, that premise lands differently. The question is no longer
abstract. With the rise of machine learning systems and conversational AI,
Andrew's journey speaks directly to contemporary anxieties about
consciousness, identity and rights.
One reason the film has become a cult object is precisely because of how
unfashionable it once was. In 1999, audiences were primed for sleeker, more
ironic science fiction; the same year saw
"The Matrix"
redefine the genre with cyberpunk cool and philosophical edge. By contrast,
"Bicentennial Man" is earnest to a fault. It takes its time, embraces
melodrama and leans heavily on Williams' gentle, increasingly restrained
performance. That earnestness, once a liability, now reads as sincerity. The
film is not trying to be clever; it is trying to be humane.
And that is the key to its afterlife. Modern AI discourse is often dominated
by fear; job displacement, surveillance, loss of control. "Bicentennial Man"
approaches the subject from the opposite direction. It asks not what
machines will do to us, but what it would mean for a machine to join us.
Andrew's desire is not to surpass humanity but to belong to it; to love, to
create, to die. The film's central provocation is quietly radical: humanity
is defined not by biology, but by experience, vulnerability and mortality.
There is also something newly poignant in the film's incrementalism. Andrew
does not leap into consciousness; he inches toward it over decades, through
small acts of creativity and self-modification. In an era when AI progress
is rapid and opaque, this slow, legible evolution feels almost comforting.
It suggests a continuity between tool and personhood that modern systems,
with their black-box complexity, often lack.
The film's flaws have not disappeared, but these very flaws are now
considered its strengths. The romance subplot used to divide critics; how
could a woman possibly have a romance with a robot? But today there are
common news stories of people forming relationships with online chatbots, which
contributes to its cult appeal. The film is marked as a sincere attempt to
grapple with big ideas within a mainstream framework; something increasingly
rare.
Ultimately, "Bicentennial Man" endures because it asks a question that has
only become more urgent: if a machine can think, create and feel, what,
exactly, is left to distinguish it from us? In 1999, that question felt
speculative. In 2026, it feels uncomfortably close.
What was once a misfire now plays like a time capsule from a more optimistic
technological imagination; one that believed the endpoint of artificial
intelligence might not be domination or disaster, but a quiet, hard-won
recognition of shared humanity.
The film has returned to the public eye through being revived by Netflix.
For that we can be thankful. The DVD releases from the turn of the century
are now difficult to find. On Netflix the film is in HD quality, even though
it's never been released on Blu-ray. Discerning fans are clamouring for a Blu-ray or
even 4K release.
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