Is this really a single day? The light comes and goes, the shadows lengthen, then shorten, then lengthen again. Is it morning, noon, twilight? […] Sometimes a scenelet occurs in overcast llight, then back to brightest sun. These slightly confusing variations of time don't feel like an error in continuity, but rather an aesthetic choice, as if the game is being played in an eternal autumn. As if these men are ghosts.
— Dan O'Brien (Film Quarterly, Vol. 79 No. 4, pp. 45—49)

