Darren Carver-Balsiger’s review published on Letterboxd:
About Endlessness is filled with the oddest observations on life. It is wonderfully meaningless, like the world itself. An omniscient voice takes us through a series of vignittes, made without camera movement and often no dialogue. The stunning images are beautifully abstract at times, yet the whole film is a comedy delivered in the most deadpan manner. Hitler even turns up for a cameo. Perhaps About Endlessness is about a crisis of faith and the state of a world with no belief. Or maybe we are all soldiers in a snowstorm, trudging forward with little choice. Nothing is as delightfully soul-crushing as Roy Andersson's cinema and this is my favourite film by him. It presents the most entertaining boredom. There are moments of love, moments of pain, moments of sadness. Isn't it all just endless?