This was a frustrating nonsensical seven shades of weird way to spend an evening. The opening scenes are boring and elongated waffle and then the film clumsily transitions into a pseudo wacky tacky kungfu psychedelic mess. The rave 10 out of 10 reviews have a whiff of the Emperor's New Clothes about them. Given the repeated Laundromat scenes you would expect that bad smell to go away but the film gets worse the longer it's allowed to go on. It's not arty it's just odd and poorly put together with crap characterization and zero screenplay. A dull scruffy dull scrappy disjointed nonsense. At the end of my days my Tombstone would read "May have lives a little longer but was robbed of 2 hours of his life back in January 23. Oooof.