Figured this would be a good way to celebrate leaving my job and breaking a long revival house hiatus, only to learn my old friend digital projection was gonna be leaving its shitstain all over it. Anyhow for a movie I don't really like this was my 3rd time seeing it in theaters and I liked it about as well as the 2nd. In any case I think I've reached some kind of homeostasis between unreasonable expectations and unreasonable backlash in regards to Malick's style.
I remember being bummed to show up to a sold out screening of this in LA a few years ago; my tolerance for wallowing in ugliness must have been shot to shit since then cuz I debated walking out of this one (in 35 no less!) a couple times out of sheer disinterest. I'm glad I stayed though, it's still a very powerful film even if it doesn't do as much for me as it did in my Hopper torrenting days.
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