Unceremoniously dumped into a single Portland theater without a press screening—hell, without even a press release—the latest from Terrence Malick finds the brilliant filmmaker continuing his starry-eyed drift away from such time-honored narrative techniques as "plot," "character," and "linear time." The result is something that's less reminiscent of his beloved films (Badlands, Days of Heaven, The Thin Red Line) and more in line with his... less beloved films (To the Wonder, Knight of Cups). Focusing on a lifeless Rooney Mara, Song follows Ryan Gosling, Natalie Portman, Michael Fassbender, Cate Blanchett, and others as they meander around Austin, Texas; there are love triangles and music-business squabbles and every once in a while, Lykke Li or Iggy Pop or Patti Smith shows up. (Patti Smith is great.) It's Malick—working again with cinematographer Emmanuel Lubezki—so it's eye-burstingly gorgeous to look at, but YMMV based on how willing you are to subsume yourself into another of the director's seemingly aimless tone poems. "I GOT SOME URANIUM," Val Kilmer bellows at one point. "I BOUGHT IT OFF MY MOM!"