Na Hong-jin's Hope boldly asks the question: what if we spouted a bunch of nonsense after 140 so-so minutes and then rolled credits?
Fresh out of the theater, right now I can't get my head around that ending, but even before then I was oscillating between states of, "Oh, that's pretty cool," and genuine frustration. I didn't feel much of anything for the characters, the first hour and (unforgivably) the climactic action scene drag on and on, and the action is frequently repetitive and/or weightless.
Is Hope parody? Is it earnest? I wish I could tell. This is very, very rare for me: I feel robbed.