Typically Gilliamesque movie that, like the curate's egg, is only good in parts. A clear victory for style over substance whose weak Faustian theme offers very little to feed the imagination - only the sumptuous visuals make up for this. Not even as good as the mediocre Adventures of Baron Munchausen because it is more about the director than his characters.
The acting is as uneven as one would expect from performers who must surely find it difficult to know what to give the camera when the story is so much like being invited inside someone else's head without a road map to navigate one's way out. This means the characters make no more sense than the story. This is no more than a compendium of the best bits of the director's earlier, better work jumbled up like pieces of different jigsaw puzzles. Yet, despite this, Andrew GARFIELD is an excellent and precocious discovery who seems to know exactly what to do in every scene he is in.
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