At once both exceedingly private and surprisingly open in intimate, emotionally vulnerable ways, this is writer/director Terrence Malick's most autobiographical film to date, even more experimental in narrative form than
The Tree of Life, and a totally stunning visual marvel to behold in every scene (the cinematographer is the peerless Emmanuel Lubezki). It's a piece of a
rt that isn't meant to be taken literally in any overall sense, but rather, a film that best resembles half-remembered thoughts, dreams, and moments from a person's life. Olga Kurylenko's face is remarkable to observe and often painful to experience, and as the film progresses, it slowly dawns on you that, yet again, Malick is revolutionizing the way stories are told.
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