‘Morgan’ goes from great to grisly in second half

Starring Kate Mara, Anya Taylor-Joy and Rose Leslie. Directed by Luke Scott.

Rated R for brutal violence, and some language. Check listings for theaters. 1 hour, 32 minutes.

Bottom line: Has deep ideas, but strays into run-of-the-mill genre territory

It wouldn’t be fair to compare father and son, but Ridley Scott’s progeny, Luke Scott, takes on some similar themes to his father’s work in his feature directorial debut, “Morgan.” In a story that contemplates the emotional boundaries and consequences of artificial intelligence, Seth W. Owen’s script landed on the 2014 Black List of Best Unproduced Screenplays, and in Scott, “Morgan” finds an appropriate marriage between material, filmmaker, and yes, family legacy.

While Deckard was compelled by the state to hunt for replicants in Ridley Scott’s “Blade Runner,” in “Morgan,” artificial intelligence is a privatized affair. Lee Weathers (Kate Mara), a corporate fixer/troubleshooter, is dispatched to a remote wooded lab facility to check on the status of one of her company’s assets — a young girl known as Morgan (Anya Taylor-Joy) to her ad-hoc family of scientist caretakers.

In this iteration of experimental artificial intelligence, the focus is on developing emotion, and in this summer camp-like bubble, the scientists have bonded with the young girl of tremendous, nearly psychic ability, who is nearly fully grown at age 5. Nature walks and birthday parties are part of the routine — until Morgan loses her temper with Kathy (Jennifer Jason Leigh) and gouges her eye out. Lee’s job is to assess “it,” and decide on a course of action.

“Morgan” takes its place in the canon of awesome female-driven sci-fi such as “Alien” or “T2.” Neither Lee nor Morgan are clearly heroine or villain — Lee’s only attempting to do her job and preserve the asset, while Morgan, with a clearly developed sense of selfhood, is also attempting to preserve the asset, herself. The two tangle with a thudding, efficient violence, landing blows and drawing blood with nary a flinch.

The failure of “Morgan” is in its lack of restraint. The first half of the film is as tightly controlled as the lab facility, with small moments of foreshadowing planted expertly, if obviously. The second half descends into a violent bloodbath, and the twists in the story that lie just below the surface waiting to be discovered are spoken aloud, taken from theory to fact. But it’s far more fun when just a theory. Over-explanation takes a film from an eerie think piece to a banal sci-fi thriller; it robs you of the chance to trade post-film hypotheses. That kind of ambiguity makes “Blade Runner” a classic; the lack of ambiguity means “Morgan” strays into a run-of-the-mill genre territory, despite its deeper ideas.