maggie’s review published on Letterboxd:
I love films that don't explain themselves: that don't spend a quarter of their runtime in exposition or establishing rules. It's much easier to suspend reality when there isn't that divide, when the film isn't blatantly saying, "we know this is not reality, and this is how it isn't reality". It's wasteful filmmaking. What will you remember, a dialogue-driven scene walking the audience through sci-fi mumbo-jumbo, or a giant, magical flying creature appearing at a bus station? Searching for answers within the frame is half the fun. Being swept away like those kids is magic.