The middle of this features a hug that lasts either two minutes or ten—I'm honestly not sure which, but however long it actually runs for, it feels like forever. I mean this as a compliment. This film nails what it feels like to want to exist in an eternal embrace with someone or something. Not easy stuff to do either, and one of the rare times recently where I've thought I was witnessing a filmmaker using a visual language I hadn't really seen before, indebted as this is to the look of Gordon Parks's color photography and the themes of Terrence Malick's films. Time flowing like a river, hands that hold entire family lineages, buzzy cicadas, a floating cherry; tons of images and sounds you don't forget.