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Terminator Genisys (2015)

The year is 2029. John Connor, leader of the resistance continues the war against the machines. At the Los Angeles offensive, John's fears of the unknown future begin to emerge when TECOM spies reveal a new plot by SkyNet that will attack him from both fronts; past and future, and will ultimately change warfare forever.
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The year is 2029. John Connor, leader of the resistance continues the war against the machines. At the Los Angeles offensive, John's fears of the unknown future begin to emerge when TECOM spies reveal a new plot by SkyNet that will attack him from both fronts; past and future, and will ultimately change warfare forever.

Rating:PG-13
Genre:Science Fiction, Action, Thriller
Directed By:Alan Taylor
Written By:Patrick Lussier, Laeta Kalogridis
In Theaters:7/1/2015
Box Office:$440,603,537
Runtime:126 minutes
Studio:Paramount Pictures, Skydance Media

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