ben mcdonald’s review published on Letterboxd:
Alongside Ingmar Bergman's Cries and Whispers as one of the poignantly astute films about death that I've ever seen.
While I normally dislike the terms "mind bender" or "mind fuck" being applied to any film even remotely thought-provoking, Synecdoche, New York definitely fits the bill. I love how Caden's artistic obsessions project themselves onto his world, enveloping him in a psychological dreamscape ripe with impenetrable contradictions. This has got to be Kaufman's most challenging film, and probably my favorite I've seen from him. Undoubtedly requires multiple viewings to completely soak in the intricacies of his vision.
Perhaps Philip Seymour Hoffman's best performance. I still miss him.