Filipe Furtado’s review published on Letterboxd:
A step up from Antiviral in that it isn't lifeless, but it is a mix of conceptual and visceral that feels to me more curious than successful. Storytelling as form of blood and guts, but what does it matter if the film is this dispassionate? An aesthetic provocation, right down to how freely it borrows from his dad's early films. It at least remains intriguing to ponder and never boring to watch.