Tom dePerto’s review published on Letterboxd:
I really needed to go to the bathroom about halfway into the film but didn't just because I didn't want to miss a second of it. Felt sad for the folks who went and missed some of the most iconic scenes in the film (and there's a bunch of them, it's like a crescendo of wackyness that culminates in emotional destruction).
Takes the stylistic prowess of Trier's former work and molds it into an emotionally chaotic experience representative of its own protagonist's mental state. I related to some stuff a lot and it's killing me. I feel like I too want to be several different people all at once and, in the end, all that's left is a desire for validation and an understated dependence on human connection. It's a tricky concept to grasp, but Trier and Vogt's script is a deep, comprehensive essay on the 21st century identity crisis, one that's as heartbreaking as it is darkly funny and thought-provoking.
Renate Reinsve is absolutely magnificent and I hope she's considered come awards season.