Khoi Vinh’s review published on Letterboxd:
I'm so happy that Asian-American cinema is a legit real thing now, and that we have roles like these for Michelle Yeoh and Ke Huy Quan. But I'm less happy about how pastiche cinema has become a substitute for genuine invention—I'm not sure I need another genre mashup exercise where the directors wear their influences as conspicuously on their sleeves as this. This movie doesn't even feel like sub-Tarantino fare to me; it's sub-Edgar Wright-ian, really, and that's not a compliment. I went in pumped for a good time but felt overwhelmed by the self-satisfaction and an over abundance of exposition. There are those who would argue that those encumbrances are balanced out by the family drama underpinning this whole affair, but the contours of that story are so maudlin that its sum total is basically just Disney-isms with a mildly indie sensibility.