Sorry, not a fan.
A highly muddled attempt at a kind of fable on cinematic influence that only scarcely explores its interesting central conceit.
An alienating, Rapped-through musical with the master director at his least susceptible, offering everything from a techno-Shogun to a room of human furniture to a difficult yet acute attack on gender politics.
Those who feel the film to be sexist are only responding to the imagery and not what the imagery is saying.
Full of terrific scenes and performances.