Clint Luciantonio’s review published on Letterboxd :
This is a filthy film. Like, literally, every set, prop and actor is coated in a thick layer of grime that Cox and the inexplicably game Deakins shoot with vulgar zeal. This is a fascinating film that works so well as a biopic as it relishes in how repugnant and destructive its subjects are. Cox plays it very much like a Ken Russell film with all its flamboyance crossed with dirty realism, and Webb and Oldman are pitch perfect in their ugly annoyance. Plus, because of Deakins involvement no doubt, some of the staging and shots are breathtakingly evocative.
As shitty relationship films go, this is really intriguing. Also uncomfortable laughs for anyone who thinks this is a "truly beautiful love story" or some heinous interpretation.