You might want to watch the closing credits of this humdrum futuristic action-comedy-thriller-bloody revenge spectacle to check whether Michael Moore is listed as a co-producer. In this not-so-distant dystopia, a shadowy conglomerate named The Union has cornered the market on manufacturing and selling synthetic replacement human organs. The catch: Their price can reach the high six figures and the interest rate soars north of 20 percent. Oh, and if you default on your payments, the title characters—called landlords in the film—have the authority to repossess the organs, even if it means killing you. That's the predicament facing one adept repo man, Remy (Jude Law), after an on-the-job electrocution gives him both an artificial heart he cannot afford and a crisis of conscience over his vocation. It's the perils of hyper-privatized medicine combined with the evils of predatory lending—get it? Beyond the dime-store agitprop, director Miguel Sapochnik never finds a correct or consistent tone. The end result is at best slapdash and silly, at worst ugly and unpleasant.