M Kitchell’s review published on Letterboxd:
This is good. I always appreciate Mary Helena Clark's work but I don't think about it a lot. It's simultaneously more complicated and more simpler than it appears at first glance, but it's always rewarding and satisfying in its heterogeneity of forms. More than the casual essay film that dominated TIFF the last few years, I moreso appreciate the formally heterogenous works that are popping up this year; they feel more like a truly contemporary use of cinema than the formerly dominant essays, which felt less like they were truly concerned with the medium of cinema than they were concerned with what it was they were saying (i.e., they could exist in modes other than cinema).
Similarly, this film makes use of textual language in a more effective way than Hopinka's films, where it's actually directly responsive to what's on screen, instead of merely allowing the screen to serve as backdrop for a text.