The narrative structure never really commanded my attention or helped foster a sense of care about any of its characters. It had its poetic and immersive moments to be sure, but in the end, the whole cinematic experience just washed over me like the waters of the English Channel.
Dreamily slow, but hypnotic with visceral imagery from start to finish - each frame is like a neon painting. I would say confidently that the lighting and cinematography are the bigger stars than Gosling in this. In combination with the lighting, the amazing Cliff Martinez score adds a sense of dread and impact that was very Kubrickian - like a mix of Eyes Wide Shut and The Shining shot in a dreamland Bangkok. I also felt the influence of John…