What starts out as an exercise in absurdist and surreal comedy turns into a serious examination of the artificial boundaries that divide humanity in the name of nationalism.
As with almost everything directed by Steven Soderbergh, there’s a compulsive watchability to the proceedings.
The second half, when the thriller elements kick into high gear, is considerably better than the dour, meandering first half.
The film suffers from an overly-familiar narrative – other films have told with greater power similar stories of lost, self-destructive souls.
More successful when focusing on the unlikely romance between its stars than the silly and underwhelming murder mystery.