Dave and I saw this at the University Art theater yesterday. I thought it was going to be Crouching Tiger 2.0–instead it was a much more arty exploration of vengeance. There was some good kung-fu & ninjas and stuff, but it was more about the inner workings and intrigues of this extremely psychedelic Chinese castle. There is some weird incest subplot which is fun, but telegraphed to much.
The hours are sounding by guys reciting small bursts of fortune cookie poetry which likely ties to a deeper symbolic meaning, but I could not figure it out.
I did like the film as escape, but I really did not get much out of it.
David Given Schwarm 
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