Michael Mann Facts’s review published on Letterboxd:
The detective: Viggo hobbling around in Rick Owens for two hours while coughing and clearing his throat through another entry in the “fleshy noir” genre. And the culprit? Micro-plastics. Reminds me in pacing, tone, lighting, etc. of Monte Hellman’s Road to Nowhere, but with much more well-calibrated performances. By all means it shouldn’t work… but it does!
