Orla Smith’s review published on Letterboxd:
Captures my own personal brand of loneliness with pointed accuracy.
There's so much I could talk about. So much. But there's also a part of me that just wants to let this film live inside my head. Taking a piece of art you love out of your head and into the world for too long — shouting about it, pushing it onto others, caring so deeply about what the world thinks of it — can be damaging to that art. This one is precious. I'm going to keep it very close, stored away, only to be dusted off occasionally. I don't know if I ever want to watch it any way but alone, on my laptop, in the dark, with headphones in, so that it's only me and them.