In the future, everyone will speak in painfully long blocks of exposition, clarifying plot points left obscure by the action. Assassins will show off mad parkour skills, bouncing around decadent nightclubs. Been there, seen it done much, much better. Mercenary Toorop (Diesel) escorts the mysterious Aurora (Thierry) across a hostile, dystopic landscape with a little martial-arts support from a supposedly pacifist nun (Yeoh). It’s no surprise Mathieu Kassovitz is disowning this tedious, incoherent mess; there’s no future in it.