Executed with brilliant vision; tone, timing, editing, color blocking, soundscape and performances are all great.
Unfortunately, the subject matter still left me blah. We get to see the mechanisms of this event but not much more, the club remains behind the curtain.
I was more excited about seeing Assassin's Creed excellent reproduction's source material. Ezio 4ever.

Rewatching.

Minimalist to the max. A fascinating portrait of fear and loathing in a star system society. As time goes by, all the little things that seemed inconsequential come together to engage all eyes on a leveraged puppet. Fittingly, the portrait relies on imagery, not dialogue and on perception, not perspective. Even the curious ASMR soundscape follows the wishing well investment. The outsized amount of material thrown at the end of this experience is reminiscent of NYE in Time Square... There is nothing Noble to be seen there, or after.

This part reeks of fear of being irrelevant, and rightly so. When your lead takes himself so seriously that the few scenes of comic relief fall flat, perhaps someone should speak up and confront the star. This was no fun, except the surprising "little" car chase. The dialogue was predictable. Not interested in the second part.