David Jenkins’s review published on Letterboxd:
Lesley Manville is to this what Michael Stuhlbarg is to Call Me By Your Name – both skulk in the background, they silently watch a relationship blossom in front of them, one of which they are lightly, cheerfully jealous. But is it more heartbreaking that Cyril doesn't get to say her piece? The shot of her with the pram at the end is utterly devastating.