Ryan Alva’s review published on Letterboxd:
“I’m Chloe, but…not the Chloe you know”
The blockbuster machine surges ever onward, flurries of pre-vis’d sludge across the decades merging into a sea of temporal mucus.
Amidst the detritus, Night of the Coconut emerges as a singular entity. Even in the cacophony of multiverse extravaganzas gracing cinemas this year, the saga of Charl vibrates with an unmistakable clarity of purpose.
One way or another, he truly is the key to our success.