Jaime Grijalba’s review published on Letterboxd:
I just don’t want to be rude, but every review here doesn’t come close to describe how fucking atrocious the dialogue is. How pretty it looks, how convinced it is of what it is, are surely high points, but this might be Larrain’s weakest film by far. Empty provocations, queerbaiting, a plot that absolutely makes no sense, strong idealization of madness, a forced sense of normalcy that doesn’t sit well at all. This is an effort that doesn’t amount to much. It’s frustrating to see so many talented people doing this kind of shallow, empty gesture towards nothingness.
PS: that’s not fucking reggaetón, that’s like what rich people think reggaetón should be so they are comfortable dancing it and making a movie out of it.