All eight reviews are positive, and they agree on what carries the film: the way it makes sand feel like a physical presence. Critics return again and again to Teshigahara’s close-ups of sand on skin, water and bodies, and to the cramped shack, which several describe as tactile enough to be felt from the seat. Most read the story as an allegory of entrapment and find it haunting, praising its unsettling, oppressive atmosphere and its emotional reach.
The spread runs from solid approval to outright rapture, and the reservations are about the story rather than the images. The Los Angeles Times finds the tension slackening and the focus growing dense in places, and The New Yorker allows that the plot has irritations before the film’s harsh sensualism wins out. Time Out notes the allegory risks heaviness, though it judges the film gets away with it. The warmest reviews, from The AV Club and Eye for Film, have no such doubts.
