BrandonHabes’s review published on Letterboxd:
Don't know what was more surreal —the fact that Bong-Hive made a totally gonzo Marxist fable that bends genre in weird and unpredictable ways, or the fact that Werner Herzog sat in front of me and offered his silhouette to frame the film like an MST3000 episode. PARASITE (2019) is exactly what its title suggests, only you're never entirely sure who's the leech, and who's the host. That’s part of its brilliance. Your perceptions are constantly being toyed with, in one moment rooting for those at the bottom of the food chain, while in another moment weirdly sympathizing with those who occupy the spacious top. It is clear, however, that the dynamics between upper and lower classes are ever-evolving, swinging back and forth, trading places in a system that eats its own and starves them from ever filling their financial bellies. It's a mean, scandalous examination of class rage by way of Buñuel, the way it pits poverty against affluence and draws you into its cockroach-ridden, Battle Royale standoff. Could have been a little more lean and less overstuffed, but this rotten parable of class inequity largely works through the home invasion genre to deliver a creepy thriller that bites, and social commentary that stings.