Tall, cinema-obsessed, beer-swilling, comic-book-reading father of the world's cutest/snarkiest 15-year-old.
A tantalizing puzzle-box of a movie with some ingenious ideas for action, but I struggled to find a way into either its complicated narrative or its cipher-like characters. The information payload of each exposition dump left my memory as soon as words were uttered, as if they were themselves susceptible to the film's inversion conceit. Possibly, I might have understood the film better before I watched it. Or maybe it just plays better in its original form, the flowchart.