J.R. Crawford’s review published on Letterboxd:
Seems like Eddie is channeling the old Eddie - the young Eddie - rather than imitating Rudy Ray Moore, and so maybe the entire vehicle exists as a way for him to come to terms with his own historical influence and reputation, battling and confronting his own fragile demons and ego. His recent appearance on Comedians in Cars revealed a genuine vunerability I would have never expected from the powerhouse that is Eddie fuckin' Murphy, so maybe this project is the best way of assessing that impossible legacy. Exploring another black performer who knew the audience would love him, he just needed a platform - any platform - to have his voice heard, whom maybe blew up in ways that were unprecedented.
There's a few moments of clumsy plotting, a few too many moments of predictable challenges simply to build on the underdog story - but this is far more aligned to Ed Wood than the slightness of The Disaster Artist. Really motherfuckin good. Brewer needs to make more movies.