Gentry’s review published on Letterboxd:
One Perfect Shot, the movie. Holds its cards close for a good half of its runtime, but when it opens up, it flowers. There’s some Shyamalan mystery, but more than anything else, it feels like a classic “catch the creature” feature. Refreshingly, there’s no big lore dump at the end. Just a Western showdown at golden hour with a giant, fleshy, mylar balloon monster that won’t eat you if you don’t look at it—which may or may not be a representation of the entire, filthy, Hollywood spectacle itself.