Idan Winter’s review published on Letterboxd:
This might just be Netflix' most art-house film yet. It's going for 𝙐𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙠𝙞𝙣 vibes (it evens features a big white room with a lot empty space), it's got a very dreamy score, a kinda-semi interesting premise, and... I don't think it worked.
The best thing about this film, which I've seen everyone agrees on- is Alison Brie. She helped produce it, she also co-wrote the script, and she's easily the best and most commandable part about this whole thing. The rest of the cast did fine, I guess, although Molly Shannon gave a very hammy and passable performance.
The cinematography by Sean McElwee is mostly decent, but the color grading is very muted and grey which I absolutely hate, and very rarely works. There's also an absurd amount of zooming-it and out, and you can tell Jeff Baena is going for a very bizzare and off-putting feel, he tries way too hard IMO. The editing by Ryan Brown also doesn't help, as it feels like the film screams at you ''IT'S SO FUCKING BIZZARE, CAN YOU TELL WHAT'S GOING ON???? WHAT A STRANGE MYSTERY!!!!!''.
During the 2nd act I sort of got used to the editing and camera work, but the 3rd act just goes all out and off the fucking wall and not only is there a very nonsensical and illogical thing that happens that's clearly not possible AT ALL, but it ends in a very try-hard and ambiguous way.