Ex Machina is the kind of science fiction movie that hammers home Solaris' point: Any attempt to study or imagine the in- or post-human is doomed to collapse into yet more navel gazing.
Ex Machina is a decent film about a very
particular masculine delusion. Namely the god complex as it manifests in youthful technology professionals. Call it Frankenstein 2.0. Unfortunately it fails utterly when attempting to depict an artificial
intelligence: the best it can imagine is something yearning and learning
to be human, first by explanation, then by physical experience. There's
no thought as to what comes after it understands and embodies humanity or any thought that AIs might not be
as interested in us as we are in ourselves. In that sense Ex Machina replicates the very delusion it describes.