ani’s review published on Letterboxd:
I'm seeing the Boyhood comparison thrown around here a lot, and while I can agree that this can partially exist as a valuable alternative in regards to representation, I also find the two movies strikingly similar in the effect they had on me. Both involve accumulating these little windows of time, stacking them on top of each other in a way you can't quite appreciate until the very last shot and you find yourself lost in this (literal) sea of memories and beauty and sadness and longing for something you could never fully articulate up until this very moment. I'm a sucker for narratives that play with the scope and depth of human life like this, and Moonlight's easily the most memorable, most moment-for-moment beautiful, most outwardly wise and urgent of the recent bunch. It deserves the world.