Josiah Morgan’s review published on Letterboxd:
"you are there, but you are not" is somewhat a mission statement for a film primarily focal on absences, strains of light permeating a dark forest, the backstories of two men who were absent in their pasts and are only now becoming present in... well... the present... it's a little dead-on, but the idea works.
More hypno-photography from the master Van Sant of people staring out at the world through windows or lenses or biases of their own, the dead bodies strewn over lively plants as much an intruder on the purity of the 'sea of trees' as the surveillance cameras and authority-implemented warning signs lining the entrance are.
Good(???), but feels like something went wrong during shooting, and I'm not entirely sure where that feeling comes from. It is probably Van Sant's weakest film, sure, but does that mean anything when you are among the best?