George Crosthwait’s review published on Letterboxd:
Lovetrue attempts to reveal affective truth through performance and reconstruction. Whilst it doesn't use this technique as effectively as Little Dieter Needs to Fly or The Act of Killing, there is poetry in its words, speech, sound and imagery. It has a lot of twists up its sleeve, which felt out of place to me, considering it's practically an essay film.
It reminded me to an extent of Anocha Suwichakornpong's By The Time It Gets Dark. In BTTIGD the director attempts to make a fictional film about a historical massacre, gives up, and the film descends in increasingly impressionistic fragments of sound and image.