Eggy Benedict’s review published on Letterboxd:
The pain of being perceived and being loved is so deep and unbearable when all you want is to disappear. Not sure I’ve ever seen that so well articulated and captured on film, and that it comes from the perspective of the one who perceives and loves is likely what makes this so astonishing and a bit slippery. especially if you identify more clearly with Calum than with Sophie, given that pictures of this nature are typically more wrought with the guilt of the loved and perceived as they reckon with their wrongs, as opposed to observed by the one who loves them. Idk fuck this movie.