The blue/black white/gold dress of a movie: inexplicably, some people love this movie; others hate it. If you enjoy "kung fu meets potty humor", and like your movies low brow and juvenile, you'll love it. If you go in expecting profound and meaningful, with something to say about existence, multiverses, or achievement in life, you'll be disappointed. It's a chaotic mess of a movie that tries too hard to shock and bewilder, while missing any opportunity to use that shock to get more than surface level with its premise. It's like someone saw The Matrix, then decided to remove the philosophical ideas and change the fight scenes from visceral to silly. It's no fault of the actors, the costume makers, or photographers: the blame lies squarely on the writers whose convoluted experiment in simulating ADHD on screen is a self-indulgent mess.