One has to imagine the book this is based on was better.
It feels like they tried to pull a David Fincher – a dark world setting, populated with obsessive characters who will ultimately unravel before our and/or eachother’s eyes – and failed: the arcs here are more predictable, the characters unlikeable. In the not-helping-things department is the fact that I personally find no appeal at all in Jim Sturgess – and it’s not like I can blame that on his movie choices alone: between this and the appalling Upside Down, he at least has Cloud Atlas. I dunno: maybe this story needs to be told again every few years, so that new generations can encounter it for the first time. I just feel like i’ve seen this before, better, repeatedly.
[See also: Now You See Me. The review, not the movie. Anything but that movie.]