epiglottis’s review published on Letterboxd:
Bad dialogue - they did Benedict Wong so dirty! - but the concept is meaty enough that I forgive the screenplay overall. A few really rich character beats (e.g. Smith seeing "himself" in the scope and hesitating).
Smith is absorbing; a pretty great supporting role for Mary Elizabeth Winstead that she eats right up.
It mostly looks gorgeous with a few caveats: some CGI manipulation of what I assume to be practical stuntwork has a rubbery, floaty effect, and the de-aging gives Smith's mouth an uncanny Clutch Cargo quality of detachment from the rest of his face. Wish I had caught this in theaters though, 120fps or otherwise.
Substantial well beyond the technical gimmickry. Time will be kind to it, I think.