Eli Hayes’s review published on Letterboxd:
All I'm going to say is that I was not crying, but sobbing, throughout the entire second half of this film.
I was weeping into my shirt to the point that I almost began to hyperventilate. I nearly walked out of the film because I feared my sobs could be heard by those sitting around me, and because of how emotionally, destructively brilliant it is.
This was a Mommy-esque experience, a Beasts of the Southern Wild-esque experience, for me.... a depressing, overwhelming, cathartic cinematic expression of the knowledge of the world, knowledge of pain, knowledge of hardships, knowledge of pure human spirit and the highs and lows which it encapsulates.
I have nothing more to say for now.
I am broken.