Here's your review, Roy--
This is an enormous piece of shit and perhaps the worst Best Picture nominee of all time.
A man walks into a bar and strikes up a conversation with a bartender. What unfolds is one of the most deliciously entertaining, head spinning films in recent memory. I don't want to tell you more about the plot, and you shouldn't look it up, either. Everything is a spoiler. Instead, here are some key words to entice you. Temporal agents. Ethan Hawke. Funny hats. Mustache. Violin case. Heartbreak. Death. Sarah Snook. That guy from Laura Croft: Tomb Raider.