GlennJohnson’s review published on Letterboxd:
A film about identity and the search for happiness. Is it in the people we know? The people we have sex with? The house we have? The car we drive? And when we're stuck in a state of confusion about who we are, do we view it as an opportunity to seek change, or simply grow more apathetic?
What To the Wonder accomplished with vast, beautiful landscapes and intimate relationships, Knight of Cups does with neon lights, big parties, and (seemingly) random woman after woman after woman. I don't think it quite reaches Tree of Life or To the Wonder's beauty and tenderness, but, like its protagonist, it's searching. And it's almost there.