A dragged out story about feminist victimhood that goes nowhere
Mortensen obviously wanted to tell a story about feminist martyrdom (You know the drill: Women are strong and clever and good, but fall victim to men who are stupid and evil, yada-yada-yada...) but it's just a bunch loosely connected threads, that doesn't really tie together.
There's not enough action to work as a standard western, it's not structured enough to work as a drama, and nothing truly peculiar about it to make it work as an arthouse flick.