Rick Powell’s review published on Letterboxd:
I'm withholding final judgment (and an extra star) until I watch it again but for now I'd say it's worth watching because of its evident attempt to structure a film like a piece of music, with shifting tonal passages and broad movements. I'm still skeptical because it felt at times like just more elitist Sundance posturing, allowing coastal filmgoers to gawk at the awkward, young rubes.
Maybe it's both, I dunno. Whatever it is, it's interesting.