Brett Schutt’s review published on Letterboxd:
Everytime I watch this movie I relate more to Mr. Fox and Ash, I feel like I'm not enough and people are against me and I have to have a certain look for people to appreciate me and that everything I do is fake. I know it's not true, that I really try my best to be kind to others and I hope people can see that. I'm just really stressed lately maybe I screwed everything up. I'm only 20, I have more time in life left yet somehow I feel like I'm not where I should be and I'm keeping myself back from actually living. I don't know, I usually put on a Wes Anderson film to forget my worries, and while that did give me this it also reminded me a lot of my own eternal struggle of trying to find my best self. I'm just, different I guess, but, I'm learning that maybe that's not a bad thing.