ZacharyBinx’s review published on Letterboxd:
A pandemic in an alternate timeline that erases your memory. It's a clever way to incorporate masks and sanitization from the actual pandemic but it's also a great jumping off point for what becomes a surreal, stream of consciousness, queer as hell film.
There's a compelling case for maintaining your identity as the world around you forgets about its transgressions. Politically, it's easier to have collective amnesia.
As the film progresses there are elements of magical realism, like a young boy who sees street art of two men embracing, throws up glittery vomit and becomes queer himself. All of this is leading to a dreamlike scene that's part cabaret, part reckless imagination and delivers on the films gay premise all while keeping its characters grounded so that this doesn't venture too far into experimental territory. I can't say all of it made sense to me but it was a joy to watch.