Eva Zee’s review published on Letterboxd:
the erotic fantasies of men sealed away behind cheap panelling, escaping quietly but audibly while working-class women talk of the world outside as comedy and melodrama. the male gaze scorned by a pair of giant, tacky neon eyes; the vulgarity of the world met with exactly the personal vulgarity it merits. a private joke, told in a dark stretch of road just before dawn