Luc Besson’s new film Lucy often feels like 10% of a movie, despite its very clear ambitions to be some sort of ultimate experience. Which is weird because it nails so many of its objectives. It’s gorgeously shot. It’s incredibly kinetic and, even when it’s not in the middle of an action scene, it’s rarely static. Scarlett Johansson throws everything she has into the role (or, at least, gives the role everything it requires of her). And yet I had to do everything I could to keep from falling asleep during the film’s turgid first act.