Boy. I must be in comparing mode lately, but nonetheless: this struck me as a little bit Wong Kar-Wai (specifically Fallen Angels and 2046), a little bit Terry Gilliam (the asylum scenes from 12 Monkeys and Fisher King, but also Tideland), and a little bit overblown-whimsy (say, Amélie or The Happiness of the Katakuris maybe).
Every five minutes or so, my opinion of this movie changed. I loved moments; I was a little bored at others; sometimes I got what it was doing but didn't like it; other times I had no idea what was going on but liked it anyway. In the end, I liked it okay. It feels uneven and heartfelt. It is hard to imagine this as a follow-up to Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance, Oldboy, and Lady Vengeance. And yet, here it is.
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