"Carefully accumulates and juxtaposes details to form an interconnected web of loneliness, regret, and longing for happier times gone by." - Nick Schager

Acting is decent, but the story is super-lame. Dudes reunite, go to woods, smoke pot, almost go brokeback, then come back. That's it. Nothing exciting happens. Neat footage of the Pacific NW though.

Like many mumblecores, it's virtually plotless. Too slow and insubstantial for me.

Have standards eroded so far that this film of such modest virtues receives near-unanimous raves? It has the good sense to never force any unwarranted drama, makes good use of location, and is artfully shot --great looking at any budget. It's also just not worth getting worked up over. Sometimes I think critics, deluged by loud, vapid blockbusters, will treasure anything that allows them to reflect quietly in the dark.

You can't really avoid describing this film as "a lyrical tale"... with its long silences, delicate folky music and plenty of landscape shots, it ticks all the boxes. Although the film is not really driven by plot, character, location or mood, there's a fluctuating, unspoken tension between the two leads which feels incredibly true to real life, and that alone is enough to give the film impact. It's rare to experience such an immersive level of realism. A notable achievement.

This is a short film stretched into a bloated 70 minutes. Most of it is procedural, meaning that it focuses on how these two lads get to their destination, with very little else happening. We get one substantial conversation at the campfire, and one more at the hot-springs, but seriously, that's it. The rest is them reading maps, or ordering breakfast, or looking out the window. You could literally - and by literally I mean LITERALLY - eliminate 80% of this movie with 2 jump cuts.

A lovely, relaxing piece of minimalism with some understated beauty to it. Personally I found it a bit too slight, though that may be due to a lack of life experience on my part making some of the themes hard to fully grasp. I'm puzzled that people have found homosexual subtext in this film: can two close male friends really not engage in friendly physical contact without people immediately speculating about their sexuality? They're just giving each other backrubs! Get over it!

fucking boring arthouse wannabe indie-bullshit.

Kind of a My Road Trip With Andre. The film explores the relationship between these two guys in subtle touches, and I could relate. The film explores the gentle sorrow that comes with a friendship slowly disintegrate, but even though your pals may bore or exasperate you, they're still your friends. Reichardt really captures the beauty of Oregon as the two get further away from the city and go to more meditative places. I wasn't exactly enamored with the movie but I did enjoy its quiet rhythms.

Very slight, even for artsy no-budget mumblecore fare. It makes extensive use of stuff like shots of the view out of a moving car with boring guitar noodling by Yo La Tengo for a soundtrack. It seems like an ill-advised attempt to "flesh out" its less than an hour-and-a-¼-long runtime with filler. While I do appreciate the stab at realism, the two guy friends going out in the woods and sexual tension ensuing thing is not enough to go on, even if Will Oldham plays the more noticably faggy guy.

Beautiful scenery, and very naturally acted. However, I found the slowness of the plot to be TOO slow for comfort. It didn't build enough intimacy between viewer and character to soften the awkwardness involved.

This film had some wonderful moments that stirred up a lot of beautiful old memories. Will Oldham is great as himself (basically) and Yo La Tengo's music worked really well.

Faggot hippies.

as the title suggests, it is a very intimate film about friendship. it is very realist but the mood, especially the feeling of nostalgia and a sense of a long gone past, which is felt throughout the film, is spoken in a very meditative way which makes the viewer think about his/her own experiences. it's about growing distances but at the same time about accepting them. a must see.

Wonderful, meditative filmmaking. The film allows you to slowly enter the world of these two mismatched friends. There's a sense that they had something in the past, but as they've grown older, they've also grown apart.

One of the most boring movies ever produced

Reichardt has crafted something so slow, tender and thoughtful that it's tempting to put it on every night at bedtime and let it soothe you to sleep. That tone works, suiting the delicate interplay of the characters. It goes beyond naturalistic to something barely removed from lobbing an active camera into a passerby's car and assembling a movie from the resulting footage. It can be trying in its aversion to any sort of narrative drive, but there are rewards in its ruminative aimlessness.

That was a huge slug.

Probably one of the worst movies I have ever seen! Is there a point somewhere?

I had high hopes for this one. It had some great moments, but I was, for the most part, bored. Watch The Puffy Chair instead.