I think it knows exactly what it wants to be: A film that plays with genre and shifts identities, just as the protagonist constructs and shifts identities. Yes, such chin-stroking won't appeal to everyone, but I loved the way it played with film noir tropes. Is she a femme fatale? Did she bump him off for the insurance money, ala Double Indemnity? Is the protagonist doomed (as in every classic Hollywood noir) or will he get away with it, as in post classic Hollywood transgressive gems (which I won't name for fear of spoilers)?

And it's definitely romantic. Scorchingly so. I absolutely loved that aspect of it. Powell and Adria Arjona had serious chemistry that again felt potentially dangerous in that femme fatale way.

I also loved the strain of dark comedy, especially in his various identities (he appears to be channelling Tilda Swinton in at least one). Plus the text app scene was superb.

In short, I loved it. Massively entertaining. Obviously, it's stupid to compare it to Dune Part Two as they are completely different genres. That's like comparing ice cream to roast beef. Both are terrific in their own way. :)