Mike D'Angelo’s review published on Letterboxd:
Second viewing, up from 64. Not sure why most of the characters seemed indistinguishable to me the first time, as they're really quite a diverse cross-section of jockery (for lack of a better word); I still find Finn more magnetic than the rest, but warmed up enormously to everyone save for the overly spastic Jay Niles (who still seems to belong to a completely different movie). Also better appreciated the structure, with its emphasis on constant re-invention and adaptation. Mostly, though, I think it's just that fundamentally anecdotal ensemble pieces like this (and Dazed, and even something as removed from those two as Stillman's Metropolitan) require a certain degree of immersion/repetition before they fully take hold. Would not be surprised if this gets another six points from me every few years, as I return to it over and over.