The film touches on the absurdity with which these soldiers are greeted when they arrive home as heroes, but it feels like it’s holding back.

This is a crime film that is also a dance film that is also a mystery film that is also a romance.

It captures little slices of life from both the prostitutes and their pimps, most of them revolving around the same basic points of sadness.

There is a sketchy quality to this film, the story structured as separate comedic scenes rather than a singular narrative thread.

The film is far more invested in depicting the unscrupulous side of this business than telling a story about its lead character working hard and finding success.

The whole story feels inert. It doesn’t quite feel like material that warrants a feature film.

The film makes no effort to conceal the artificiality of the conceit, instead embracing some of the possibilities of an unreal space.

The movie keeps the center of this story pretty simple, but it embellishes around the edges

It’s not a very good mystery, because even just describing the form that these visions and nightmares take will likely give away what the twist is.

In general, the film is made to look cheap by all the establishing shots that linger on the sign boards of all the places where they got to shoot.