Hot as the hinges here, today, so I decided I needed A/C this afternoon, rather than lurk in my one A/C'd room, so went to the noon-time matinee of what is supposedly the summer's blockbuster.
I'm surprised I did not like it more. Maybe I'm getting too old, but I eventually got lost in the layers and the players (especially when all got into snow camouflage, head coverings, and goggles. Just who WAS who?.
I thought it needlessly baroque in some ways, and I felt the "Rosebud" moment in the (homage to "2001"?) vault (the pinwheel fan) was a bit obvious (if baroque and non-baroque can co-exist). Throwaway references (quite pointless) to M. C. Escher, and, of course, the O'Henry teaser/twist at the final shot. I thought, "Oh, please." Some of the visuals, of course, were quite arresting, but the story, no matter how generous I try to be, was confused and confusing.
Anyone else not care for the flick? BTW, I saw not one Sly in the whole thing, save one character who aged to antiquity and lost all his hair along the way, and gained more wrinkles than my rayon shirt has in it.
