An orgy of plagiarism, jumbled metaphors, half-baked futurism with a cast of oap heroes dragged out of their plastic surgery rehab armchairs to mumble and stumble their way through this nonsensical , confused, confusing epileptic hogwash. With a director and cast as such, i desperately wanted a new "mega" film to love and cherish. This was tosh, expensive self-indulgent hogwash. Bathed in an orangey-glow of navel-gazing direction and vomiting out sub-par Caligula moments , missing authority, realism, power or class. How very un-Roman. I gave it a 1 purely because it would not let me give it the zero it so richly deserves. Worst film of many a year. Apart from one redeeming feature- i wamt to be in Adam Driver's shoes , kissing the very beautiful Nathalie Emmanuel.