Michael Clawson’s review published on Letterboxd:
A story about wanting to go back to the way things were. Travis tasted romance, fatherhood, and happiness, only to have it come crashing down, setting him adrift with nothing more than the memory of a better time that’s too painful to not bury deep within himself. He wanders into the desert to forget. When he emerges, and memories begin to return, he knows there’s no going back, but sets out on a journey for redemption. Juxtaposing gaudy neon light against the harsh desert landscape of the American Southwest, Wenders represents Travis’s quest visually, emphasizing a sense of “before and after”. RIP Harry Dean Stanton.