Lizzy’s review published on Letterboxd:
A beautiful suffering. Fleshy dollies in their pretty houses, toys to the all-looming force, nerves scorched and heads polluted by the evil energy. It could be a match in the dark, or a seat in the car. Pain lingers, never leaving, only softening until the joyous moment where it spikes into full-fledged agony and the ethereal torment begins. Sometimes, you just want nothing more than to watch your children burn. If only they weren't charred from the very start.