C.H. Newell’s review published on Letterboxd:
The man in orange is gone mad within the socioeconomic structure of his town. He’s succumbed to the forces of capitalism in a violent way, choosing to overcome his boss in an act of murder, assuming his life and achieving class mobility. Only that drives him mad even further. And what we witness is the morbid, thrilling ride he undergoes while climbing between one class and the next.
In the end, the cycle of class struggle is endless. Those who came from the bottom often forget this, forget themselves, becoming lost in a brutish world of their making. It repeats itself, doubling in, like the man seeing himself as the vision of a murderer coming to kill him. Marx and Engels might find great meaning in this horror. Or they might chastise me for buying it from Google Play.