Metacritic reviews

Atmospheric visuals and strong performances aren't enough to compensate for this would-be poetic drama's thin plotline.

Mostly due to the assured polish of cinematographer Sean Stiegemeier, Chapman punches above its featherweight budget, but the punch is ultimately pulled as both strands of the narrative intersect with one last reveal of unresolved melodrama that feels coldly calculated in its cause and effect.

The more Chapman reveals, the less seems to be going on, and the more its quirkier developments... play like independent-film clichés.

The gratingly underdeveloped plot has all the dramatic effect of a toddler with her hands behind her back chirping, "Guess what I've got?" for more than an hour.