Even though it didn't hold me at all, the first half is the better part of the movie, no doubt, simply because it has a personality of its own, and owes very little to Fargo. The last twenty minutes really impressed me, though, and made Kumiko stand out as a human, warts and all, and kicked the movie into the direction it needed to go. Too little too late, probably. A better balance of both acts would have done wonders I bet.
I'm with you on Only God Forgives. It has so much in common with Drive, and yet if fails to deliver any of the same intensity. It's strange that a movie with decent acting and such a flair for style can fall so firmly on its face. Repeating success is extremely difficult in the directing world, I understand. Not everyone can pump out consistent quality like Spielberg and the Coens, but Refn may hit his stride yet. Bronson and Drive are great.
Next up for me: Either Play Misty for Me, or Delicatessen. Haven't decided. Maybe both.