Great cinematography. Characters badly rendered and plot painfully slow and unclear. The romance/love story was unbelievable and the relationship he had with his wife was the worst kind of smug/advert for diamond earnings/ 2 dimensional puke making nonsense ever. The comic relief bumbling sidekick was like a lame kids TV bumbling detective and not a very good one, instantly forgettable. At the end the main guy shouts to the femme fatale, at least that's what widipedia says she was, "why do you keep on saying vague things that aren't related to anything?" Which was the only line of dialog I really understood and agreed with in the whole movie. I gave up at the halfway mark when still nothing had really happened and jumped to the end. Then I had to read the plot on wikipedia. Even just reading the plot is boring and it's full of plot holes. This director, who is one of my favorites, has got to the position where he's surrounded by yes men, has total artistic freedom, and has started to believe his own hype. I fear he's jumped the shark. Unless something knocks him out of his complacency he could easily sink into not really trying and relying on past glories. I'd rather watch paint dry than have to watch this again.