Literally 123 minutes of repetitive flashbacks of convoluted nonsense and illogical storytelling with endless dragged out scenes, with a few sweet shots of cinematography here and there. Absolutely terrible acting, directing, editing and writing makes this the worst film I've seen in a very long time. Medina needs to take up basket-weaving or something else. If half the effort wasted on all the shill reviews went towards decent filmmaking, there may have been something watchable here.

It feels like the characters can hear dialogue that you are missing, because somehow they seem interested enough in the plot to keep going, well after I zoned out entirely.

Everything in this movie was done better by another movie, including the big twist ending.

It's always a problem when the central characters are all blond women and men with half shaved faces. Are these different people or the same people at different times? Who knows? Who cares? Is this a film about an assassin, or corporate espionage,or a pair of lovers? Who knows? Who cares? Did someone get a discount on a guitar player to score the entire film? Who knows? Who cares?