Fluff Head’s review published on Letterboxd:
Along with Cuaron's Roma, this is a story of identity.
As we navigate seemingly infinite ins and outs of human relationships, trying to unpack the delicate fiber of our existence, we see the tectonic plates of Mexican history shifting in the background. We witness revolution, socio-economic division, and societal struggles, but only as if they were figures standing by the roadside as we wizzed by, catching our attention for a moment until we remember where we're headed. These presences are felt, but put on the back-burner in lieu of concerns six inches in front of our face, concerns that in the long hall are far less significant to the bigger picture of life... or maybe not?
Also Cuaron dropped this and Warner Bros were like "yup, give this dude Harry Potter 3."