Patrick Pryor’s review published on Letterboxd:
The Lighthouse looks striking, but the fussy faux period dialogue drove me nuts. The performances from Dafoe and Pattinson whip, but in service of what? A pretentious and self-indulgent sophomore slump? I wish I could trade this willfully obscure shouty whatsit grasping at Big Ideas for the streamlined palpable dread of The Witch. The Lighthouse definitely feels like a followup movie delivered by a director who bought into his own hype. Eggers pushes his worst tendencies (slavery to period detail, heightened unrealistic dialogue) to patience testing extremes. I don't care if you rigged your camera to shoot like it's 1915 like some twee history nerd or a museum loaned the buttons for a raincoat or whatever if there's no meat on this story to tell.