Bode Sulaiman’s review published on Letterboxd:
A slow, but endlessly unpleasant descent into psychological and metaphysical familial madness - from start to (a just plain nasty) finish. Collette sells it as greatly as you've heard, but don't sleep on Alex Wolff either.
Can be a bit too slow of a burn in areas and while the final moments are quite effective on a visceral level, they feel a bit unsatisfactory plot-wise. Still, there’s enough to sit with. I’m morbidly curious how this’ll play on another viewing.
A very solid debut feature that solidifies Ari Aster as someone to watch.