Adrien Hall’s review published on Letterboxd:
With his last two films Terrence Malick moved more towards and less towards linearity. And now he's taken it to another extreme telling us a two hour poem on Christian Bale's Knight of Cups as a lost soul trying to find purpose in life, similar to Jay Gatsby, through love. His atempts are all presented to us through different tarot cards, chopped up and reshuffled.
The camerawork was once more phenomenal making us feel like a ghost observing the happenings, ocasionally fully pulling us in through the use of digital. I was struck by awe several times when the colours,setpieces and movements all blended in to near perfection.
This might not be feel as close and personal as To the Wonder, but it's still up there as one of Malick's best.