Erin Harrington’s review published on Letterboxd :
On Tuesday I went to the dentist. I am very bad at going to the dentist and had a meltdown in the waiting area when they told me that I might not be able to be sedated because no-one (except for me) could tell them if my medications would clash with the sleepy pills (they don't). In the end a medical professional was tracked down, I wiped my eyes, they drugged me up, and I watched Happy Feet, all wrapped up in a blanket of benzodiazepines, while a nice man fucked with my teeth. I don't think it's a brilliant movie but, like a soft-headed film on a cramped international flight, it certainly did the trick.