ash’s review published on Letterboxd:
Dear Evan Hansen was scarier than this.
I spent most of this wishing for something, anything to happen, and while I’m not averse to slow storytelling in the slightest, there’s a real reliance on negative space story telling (minimal dialogue, super wide shots etc). At a certain point, Lamb swings the pendulum too far the other way, asking the audience to fill in so many blanks that they could be considered writers themselves. There’s promise of a cool concept here but it’s squandered. Come for the breathtaking cinematography and to support Béla Tarr (he’s an executive producer) and stay for… not much else.