davidehrlich’s review published on Letterboxd :
a suburban snow globe, shaking faith and solitude and the boundless gulf between them. pushing apart, pulling together, over and over in a dance with no choreographer. and if you thought *that* was clumsy, you may want to skip Malick's latest.
also, i can think of few film moments more jarring than the scene in which characters in a Terrence Malick movie go to a Sonic drive-thru.
also, i understand that Ben Affleck's profession entails that he pretend to engage in emotional states that he may not be feeling as a person, but... dude was obviously pissed to be there.
too slippery to bronze my opinion just yet, but prognosis: negative.