Tuomas’s review published on Letterboxd:
I find it interesting how a two hundred and one minute long movie about day to day routine manages to be this captivating. The story almost feels like a slice of life one, but not quite as the meticulous pace has a distinct purpose building up to the climactic moment. Things are first established as how they routinely go, but as time progresses you start noticing the cracks, you start noticing things falling apart. Something like a knife slipping and falling on the ground during drying, while the previous day a slip up like that didn't happen. Something like the neighbor's baby crying and there being no way to calm her down, while yesterday she was perfectly calm. Slowly our lead loses control until she finally take it back in one of the most explosively satisfying acts I've ever seen in a movie as slow and subtle as this. All that build up was well worth the payoff.