Glass Onion is true to its name, a seemingly complex web of subplots, motivations and characters that reveals itself to be shatteringly shallow and inconsequential. Benoit Blanc, the world's greatest detective with the most unplaceable accent, is back for another overwritten adventure involving deceit, drugs and devilry. The "Netflix phenomenon" is in full effect here - everything from the dialogue to the plot and characterization has been upped to 11, once again naively thinking that bigger is better. The plot is needlessly convoluted, with each backstory revealing another tedious backstory you will have long stopped caring about. The characters, so sharply written in the first installment, reach almost comical levels of satire, devoid of any believable human traits. And the dialog, clearly meant to sound smart on repeated viewings, just comes off as contrived and occasionally downright stupid. Even the setting gets a downgrade here, moving from lovely autumny English countryside to a dazzlingly opaque but emotionally sterile tech island estate. It's simply a movie that is merely going through the motions, with the producers intent on milking the surprise success of the first film. Let's just hope they don't try to create their own elaborate Knives Out universe - that may turn out to be a puzzle that even the likes of the always likeable Daniel Craig will not be able to solve.