Never reaching the heights of Malick’s ’70s heyday (what does?), Song To Song represents some kind of return to form following Knight Of Cups. It won’t convert the unconvinced, but it is beautiful, melancholic, audacious and well-played, a refinement rather than reinvention of a singular filmmaker.
“Nothing felt real,” Mara laments at the start of Song To Song. That, sadly, is an observation that can just as well be aimed at the movie as a whole.
Malick is capable of keeping his top-heavy gyroscope of emotional rapture spinning away almost indefinitely.
Haters be damed – this is one of the year’s best.
This is less of a film and more of an endurance test.
Terrence Malick revisits familiar territory with this beautiful-looking but superficial romantic drama.
General release. Check local listings for show times.