Raul Marques’s review published on Letterboxd:
Goddamnit. Nothing better to do on a particularly miserable week than to treat yourself with a relentlessly, beautifully, heartbreakingly miserable film. It masterfully taps into this kind of deep-seated modesty/humility that at the same time carries a profound nobility and can't help but reveal some serious issues with notions of self-worth and a quiet desperation for any tidbit of affection, which happens to be the thing that gets me the most. Glad I sat on this movie for six months because it somehow found its way into my local multiplex and gave me the opportunity to revel in the elegance of its stunning cinematography on the big screen and, most importantly, stiffly almost-cry really hard next to the one other audience member.