Dustin Baker’s review published on Letterboxd:
Tries to do a lot within a small production, but 80 minutes of vapid people arguing and bitching about each other, virus or not, doesn't really make for a fun or engrossing time. Are they really groups of friends that are just created solely to screw behind each other's backs or argue all the fucking time? Seems that way in every horror movie, but I gotta tell ya, I don't really see it that much in my circles, tiny as they may be. Why even have fucking friends at that point?