πBong Joon-hoβs Mickey 17 is a film at war with itselfβhalf cerebral sci-fi, half chaotic satire, but never a satisfying whole. The story wrestles with deep existential questions but keeps undercutting itself with abrupt tonal shifts, as if multiple drafts from different eras of the production got tangled together.
Themes of corporate greed, worker expendability and identity swirl around, but rather than complimenting one another, they trip over themselves. Over-reliance on voiceover turns what should be gripping into a lecture,β¦