Hannah’s review published on Letterboxd:
i am so fucking tired of this chicago innacuracy! no one in chicago calls the train “the train.” we call it the el. no one in chicago is this nice. no one is smiling. why are people smiling? the snow isn’t pretty and white, it’s gray and wet and icy. WHY IS NO ONE WEARING A PROPER WINTER JACKET? and no one has a chicago accent! people don’t wear baseball hats in the winter unless it’s a cubs hat. go cubs.