Udoy’s review published on Letterboxd:
Glad it exists, but not sure I liked it. Felt as if I merely watched events unfold without latching on to more than parts of Lakeith Stanfield's performance and the obvious horror of the white-supremacist-capitalist FBI. I could've used more dimension or shading on each character. There's a loneliness to O'Neal that goes untapped, and Hampton is painted as more Christlike than human. The title didn't need to be so "as advertised". The craftsmanship is all there, and yet just rolled off me without impact.
Happy for this to introduce folks to the events in question. I've got more reading ahead, myself. The tragedy is missing a crucial layer by not casting actors closer to Hampton and O'Neal's actual ages (21 and 17-20, respectively). He was 21. My god he was 21.
Between Nomadland, Trial of Chicago 7, and Judas, I've had a hat trick experience this weekend in being more captivated by the facts presented either before or after the movie in chyron than the events in the movie itself. Judas certainly the least of them, though, and the one I need to chew on the most.
Extra: dunno if it's bad form to link to another critic's article on Letterboxd, but this one by Angelica Bastién feels essential.