Trey Breen’s review published on Letterboxd:
Usually when I don't dig a Lynch film I can at least appreciate what he is going for. Like with Elephant Man, I can appreciate the heart of the story while still being bored and with Eraserhead I can appreciate how spiritual it is while not being drawn to a non-chraracter driven film. But I'm at a loss with this one. I think I can kinda understand what Lynch was trying to do if I squint hard enough, but I don't know what any of the actors are really doing. Dafoe has a few moments of terror, Dern does her thing (especially in one terrifying moment), but Cage is just so wack in this. The script does it no favors but it's not even the fun, schlocky over the top Cage that I can at least appreciate.