Kristof Szabó’s review published on Letterboxd:
I desperately wish that I would like this as much as most of you here, but despite the tremendous performances by Daniel Kaluuya and Lakeith Stanfield, the timely themes and the energetic direction, the longer this movie went on, the more my interest dwindled. It just feels so basic in terms of its writing, like a well-filmed Wikipedia entry (but an interesting one I might add), with basically no dimension to the conflict between the two leads and their characters. Or maybe this just on me, a white Eastern European being unable to emotionally connect to historic events that are so important to Black Americans. Felt very Oscar-dramaish in a lot of ways, it should't have had.