notstephtinsley’s review published on Letterboxd:
The two stars go to the costume designer and set designers for this movie and no one else. This movie is absolutely stunning but it pissed me the fuck off personally. This is a horror film where a woman allows her pride to stop her from getting laid while her bum ass husband is cheating on her and she dies alone in agony. I’m really tired of seeing “romantic” films where the characters are torturing themselves emotionally because they let their ego stand in the way of experiencing the ENTIRE REASON FOR LIVING and waste a fucking lifetime. This is not heroic or pious, it’s fucking toxic as hell. Justice for Mr. Chow. Breadcrumbing and gaslighting should be illegal across the world. If this movie were a song it would be Linger by The Cranberries.