Eva Zee’s review published on Letterboxd:
the bipartite structure at play here (the first half a jumbled mess of dizzyingly rapid editing, barely intelligible monologuing; the second half drastically slowed down, stretching out those uneventful post-sobriety family scenes to sometimes excruciating lengths) is genuinely sophisticated, moreso than i would've expected from ARP. certainly there's still some formal overdetermination, especially in the first hour or so, but Moss & co. sell the logorrheic writing as the desperate rantings of terrified addicts, giving emotional heft to the pseudo-Shakespearean drivel. the music is also doing a lot of work in lending specificity to the milieu, which would otherwise feel broad, half-sketched at best. surprisingly funny in unpretentious ways.