This struck me as a rather average movie from directors who have yet to find their voice.
After a while, the self-consciously arty editing and sound track became wearing, and there is a general feel of style over substance.
For a movie with art-house pretensions, it has very little to say. The formulaic plot follows a predictable course to yet another shootout in a warehouse. And as others have pointed out - the crass sentimentality of the love interest stretches the credulity, to put it mildly.
Bottom line: this felt like a rather cold and academic exercise. The characters failed to engage, and in the end, I cared not a jot about their fate (not that you won't have predicted their fate in the first 20 minutes). Better to spend your cash on a good Tarantino and remind yourself of how this sort of nihilistic violence really should be done.
After a while, the self-consciously arty editing and sound track became wearing, and there is a general feel of style over substance.
For a movie with art-house pretensions, it has very little to say. The formulaic plot follows a predictable course to yet another shootout in a warehouse. And as others have pointed out - the crass sentimentality of the love interest stretches the credulity, to put it mildly.
Bottom line: this felt like a rather cold and academic exercise. The characters failed to engage, and in the end, I cared not a jot about their fate (not that you won't have predicted their fate in the first 20 minutes). Better to spend your cash on a good Tarantino and remind yourself of how this sort of nihilistic violence really should be done.