From the beginning it promises to be daring and aim to makes us feel some deep emotions. Does it live up to it?
Early on, the camerawork is a little off putting and feels the wrong style for the story. The story focuses on grief and a personal relationship.
Soon it's endless whispered memories, psychobabble and rolling around with arses showing. Arty enough for you yet? Dafoe's character is nothing short of a control freak and she is a nut. Don't expect and character development because that's the way its staying.

Then it's off to the wood to.... grieve? Lots of boring meaningless dialogue. Some dialogue is meaningful sounding, yet is still meaningless. How is that even possible in a movie about the subject of grief? Fun fact: Defoe likes to sleep with one hand out the window. That probably means something incredibly deep and complex but an imbecile like me just sees a hand out of a window. Maybe I should purposely read more into it? Yeah that makes sense. Some forced harrowing scenes showing how us raw nature. How very very purposely brave. Is it art yet? The characters hardly resemble humans at any point. The garden of Eden had a talking snake and here near a cabin called Eden we see a talking fox. Great. This movie is now a mess of spiritual crap and pretentious film making that wants to be powerful. Nothing is relatable of course. OK maybe we've all masturbated against a tree and then have been slapped just before then hands appear... but the rest is complete arty farty crap.