zedcutsinger’s review published on Letterboxd:
It's like watching someone's memories become distorted in real time. The mental deterioration of Anthony Hopkins, while a loved one watches in anguish, reminded me of Haneke's Amour. The Father isn't nearly as intense and is a relatively easy watch. The feeling of being stranded in the interiors of this particular apartment also felt reminiscent. The uncertainty and confusion swells up into a haymaker of a third act. And of course: OLIVIA COLMAN. I love that this Peep Show alum is becoming a go to with darker dramas.