Matt Ellis’s review published on Letterboxd:
My god. A surprisingly pessimistic realist rebuttal to Children of Men—also centered around a childbirth. A scene with that incredible 18-channel sound mix Cuarón pioneered in Gravity where you are confused in thinking the screams and cries are actually coming from members of the audience before realizing they are diegetic, mixed to produce that illusion, imbricating the spectator not as viewer of trauma but as witness and direct experience: Sorry, Bazin, it’s total. Now, this *only* works if seen in this technological disposition and also in a peopled, shared public setting. That the majority will only experience this through a soundbar on Netflix is an aesthetic crime.