Andy Young’s review published on Letterboxd:
Got (most of) what it was going for, had a long engaging chat about it with my roommate afterwards, but I also didn’t enjoy the film and will likely never watch it again. Grateful that thanks to Covid I’m spared months of being cornered at Hollywood parties forced to hear - somewhat ironically - everyone’s smug regurgitated opinions about it over-and-over. I’ll read them here because, again, sometimes once is enough. I wish Shirley was on Letterboxd.