As often is the case for me, I didn’t get the hype. Nothing profound was shown, and certainly not stated. The beginning was like a watching a demo reel of IMAX films on space and dinosaurs overlaid with whispered poetry that sounded like a wrist-cutting high-schooler. (Actual lines: “I cry to you. My soul. My son. Hear us.”) Then we’re treated to a bland tale of a boy hating his father told with minimal dialog and artistic camera work, broken up with hyper-symbolic images of Sean Penn wondering (and wandering) existentially. Pretentious and uninteresting. It was nice to see some scenes set in Houston though.