There's an ungodly amount of things to discuss about Terrence Malick's latest, so I'll just give my main compliment and complaint. It's a consistently stunning visual flurry, seemingly shot with a floating ectoplasmic camera. However, the half-hour existentialistic "scenarios" sandwich-board the main narrative more awkwardly than it should. Despite that, when the film hit, it hit me hard. Ultimately, The Tree Of Life is like life itself: it can be ambiguous, it can be rewarding, it can be frustrating as hell, but there's no denying the sheer amount of beauty within it that, unfortunately, will go completely unnoticed by some.