Nathan Finlayson’s review published on Letterboxd:
In rejecting the impotent ambiguity of his last outing The Fall, Glazer captures something altogether more substantial and impactful. Much lockdown art, especially that which trades in visuals as it's medium, have made earnest attempts to articulate the circumstantial claustrophobia of space and time. Glazer moves past this, searching for something within those enclosed spaces that we inhabit that is more inherently unsettling. It is no How I'm Felling Now, but Strasbourg 1518 is a greater expression of the phenomenology of recent times than most.