davidehrlich’s review published on Letterboxd :
each year's Hong Sang-soo film feels like a new chapter in a perennially expanding novel that i'm reading while drinking alone.
Hong's first film to focus on a Korean woman finds him adding a new emotional timbre to his usual protagonist mold... it feels as though he regards Haewon as an actual character, one whose inner life he doesn't present as *entirely* self-evident and settled. as usual, the most resonant bits come down to regrets, cycles, and vaguely non-linear emotional experience.
spoiler alert: people drink a lot of soju and one of the dudes is a director.