Derek Godin’s review published on Letterboxd:
Fitting that Burnham, 15 years into a career forged in the fires of the ourobouric fun-house mirror/firehose that is social media, would produce the ultimate millennial performance about performance. Not just the bravura man-in-a-room choreography he pulls off here, but the performance of selfhood endemic to life online; Instagrammers performing an idyllic life, douchebags performing apologies, corporations (who the powers-that-be have decided are people lmao) performing allyship, the rest of us worrying that we're not "performing" mental illness correctly. We live in parallel with the greatest technological advancement of our lifetimes and all we have to show for it are a slide deck of signifiers and cool posters on the panopticon's walls. You can log off any time you like, but you can never leave.