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Cole Bradley’s review published on Letterboxd:
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Kind of blah in the first half (not bad, just nothing special) but once Tremblay gets in that rug this completely takes off. That escape/rescue sequence is some of the tensest and most emotionally effecting stuff of the year, and that back half, the slow, awkward, painful return to normalcy is tremendous, subtle beauty. Larson is (as always) astoundingly good at her job, and Abrahamson brings the delicate touch he brought to Frank to deliver a similarly touching and heartwreching portrait of trauma and isolation. This is kind of a small, unassuming by nature, but man does it succeed at what it wants to do.
Also I cried like every other minute fuck you it's sad okay?