LONDON: It is not uncommon to start watching a movie without a firm idea of what kind of film you are in for. It can actually be kind of fun, as your expectations are subverted over the course of a couple of hours. It is less common, however, to be just as confused by the time the credits roll. But so it is with “They Cloned Tyrone,” a sci-fi-thriller-mystery-comedy-Blaxploitation-satirical buddy movie with more surprises and about-turns than a murder mystery weekend. Fontaine (John Boyega) is a drug dealer who seems to tick every cliched stereotype you can think of. When a visit to collect cash ends up with Fontaine dead in a hail of bullets, nobody is more surprised than him that he wakes up — unharmed — in bed the next morning. Except, perhaps, Slick Charles (Jamie Foxx) and Yo-Yo (Teyonah Paris), who saw him gunned down the night before. With the trio seemingly the only ones aware of what happened, they go investigating, uncovering an elaborate government-led plot to (as the title suggests) clone members of the run-down, deprived community. Debutant director Juel Taylor makes a number of excellent decisions — not least his trio of leading actors. Boyega, Foxx and Paris make the (frankly) bizarre storyline not only believable, but also engagingly entertaining. In more masterstrokes, Taylor also opts to make a movie that is grainy, with a score that is claustrophobically otherworldly, and with no easy way to tell when or where the film is supposed to be set. All in, it makes for a weirdly riveting experience that, as it marches toward its final act, feels thoroughly surreal. Sure, all that tonal meandering can be a little exhausting, and there are a couple of substantial plot holes that do not do the tenuous narrative a lot of favors. But this movie is fun — weird, wonderful fun.