Owen 🍂❄️’s review published on Letterboxd:
A night in front of the screen. The light it exhibits glows and flickers like the human mind, creating wonders and eventually shutting down only to be recharged and reused. And laying before that screen sits he, an outcast of assholery in a world of the prestigious and pretentious, never knowing what the word "no" has ever meant, nor ever wanting to. A single frame, a single share. Moments, captured in the flash of a second and no longer cherished for the life they show, but instead for the likes they bring. Hundreds and thousands and millions more, dollars equating to human lives. Betrayal in the darkness. Rage and fury unleashed for all of the public to see. Just go ahead and leave your fuck-you-flip-flops at the cleaners, why don't you?