Brandon Hart’s review published on Letterboxd:
A vibrant, gorgeous, kaleidoscopic swim through waters composed of emptiness and spiritual confusion. For 2 hours we drown with Bale's character, and systematically resurface whenever he believes he's found what he's looking for. But he doesn't truly know, and neither do we. It's in reach, somewhere in every gorgeous frame, but perpetually unattainable. Perpetually tormenting.
Loved it, loved it, loved it.
(Side note: This is my first Malick film)