G Doyle’s review published on Letterboxd:
Big lumbering city roll around and crash into each other. Somebody made steam punk in 2018. Guess if you live in Peter Jackson’s bubble, than nobody is gonna stop and check you on the way to the kitchen. He’s turned into George Lucas circa 1996 didn’t he? You have a dream factory. You can make anything you want. What strange full circle.
It doesn’t matter that there wasn’t a pair of welding goggle and a topper high hat seemed to be banned from the set...
...and they merc’d off Shrike the only character development with motivation the film ever had.