Kalpit Tandon’s review published on Letterboxd:
"She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain."
Such warmth. Such affection. And such splendid uniqueness. It's as if our eternal sun has engulfed the artificiality of society and all that remains is bright light of healing. It's as if we have reshaped our language back to its primal senses, shunning away the euphemisms so that our feelings are no longer merely camouflaged masks.
Captain Fantastic is sweetly hilarious and heartbreakingly moving. Immensely gorgeous to look at and infinitely enthralling in its scope, it is the living embodiment of free spirit and making peace with ourselves.
Cherry on the pie? Viggo Mortensen humming Sweet Child of Mine, enough said.