“An absurdist folly pitched somewhere between Joseph Conrad and Samuel Beckett. Writer-director Lucrecia Martel takes no small pleasure in depicting the gears of colonialism grinding up its own. It’s a very funny movie for those of a certain sensibility, amusing in that bitterly ironic way Barry Lyndon makes some of us giggle ourselves silly.” – WBUR’s The ARTery, 07/06/2018