George Mosley’s review published on Letterboxd :
Victims of sexual assault, it seems, don’t always act like we expect or feel they should. A small film like this goes a long way, I think, in revealing just how complex the experience can be for the victim. In this case, alcohol is involved and the assault itself is almost casual, leading us to believe that maybe it really wasn’t all that big a deal for the woman. At least, that’s how she attempts to shrug it off. Like an itch that won’t go away, though, repressed feelings begin to assert themselves and the devastating effect of having one’s very being invaded start a crumbling process that is painful to watch. A complex phenomenon presented with clarity, intelligence and empathy.