BeBraveMorvern’s review published on Letterboxd:
Arriving on the heels of Jeremy Hersh’s excellent The Surrogate, this retread of the quarter-life-crisis arc feels thin. Part of Milo’s personal development is impulsively deciding to carry the child of a man she barely knows, so structurally, it isn’t designed to explore the situation; it’s a means to her overly familiar end of self-realization.
As a comedy, it’s just not very funny; Milo’s endless forced quipping grates. And the basic, charisma-free drag numbers that supposedly garner such enthusiasm from a group of NYC Millennials weaned on Drag Race, I wasn’t buying.