Owen’s review published on Letterboxd:
has there been another film this year so authentically empathetic and achingly human? the rare time i find myself questioning my ability to put into words how tender and enrapturing a movie is, one that hits at such an incredibly visceral magnitude that it leaves you shattered from the insurmountably raw honesty and sincerity on display. Trier is damn near unparalleled in how he dissects the tangibility of our experiences, memories and ambitions, and the people, places and moments that shape them. parsing individuality can be something so overwhelming and this movie really nails the terrifying but ultimately meditative feeling that you're passively, stagnantly watching your own life go by. a total knockout, just miraculous.