Durst Nora’s review published on Letterboxd:
lol can you imagine making a film that essentially parallels your own extramarital affair with the lead actor only to be publicly outed and subsequently make another film about how hard it must've been for your gf throughout this whole thing (starring nonother than herself) and sell it to some niche group that thinks you're the cinematic messiah cause you’re willing to “exorcize your personal demons” onscreen. fucking bury me already plz. im shutting hong sang soo down.
was the dog ok?