Kristof Szabó’s review published on Letterboxd:
A sky-high trashfire, utterly unbearable girlboss, "Yes queen, slaaay" cinema made by people and for people who think Amy Dunne from Gone Girl is some kind of positive role model. Textbook example when a writer/director tries to do one of the most dangerous storytelling rope-walks (aka making it about an irredeemable sociopath) and falls right onto his face from ten feet high. Because he doesn't have the talent, the experience and the creative nuance to bring any complexity into it. As a satire its shallow as a puddle, as a thriller is fails because just from a moral standpoint you end up rooting for the "bad guys" (how many movies can you list where the Russian mob is better than our protagonist?), the story is full of holes and it just has this smug aura stemming from it. Despite the title you will not care, because the filmmakers won't care. Rosamund Pike is innocent, she did her job perfectly, too bad everything surrounding her is bankrupt. Genuinely can't decide who is this made for, aside from the Netflix algorithm that shoves total mediocrity into people's faces day after day.