Dylan S. Pumpkins’s review published on Letterboxd:
Actively avoided rewatching for three years thanks to the irrational fear that my favorite movies somehow abide by some arbitrary law of diminishing returns. What a mistake. This movie is designed to be seen and shared as many times as possible. It’s a film so in love with cinema as an art form; infectiously giddy about what the medium can accomplish with a few intricate stunts and synchronized needle drops. Not Wright’s best, but I’d argue it’s probably the best showcase of what he’s capable of as a director. Pure pop synthesis with the precision of a surgeon.