Jonathan Oppenheimer’s review published on Letterboxd:
Bo Burnham is one of my all time favorite comedians, but I think looking back at his old specials there are lots of bits that don’t age well on a rewatch. I think this special will not age well, but for entirely different reasons, and I think somewhat on purpose.
There’s been a lot of Quarantine Content this year. Cast reunions, livestreams, episodes of shows where all the characters are on Zoom and 90% of the jokes are about technical problems. This is the first piece of media that I feel fully encapsulates this past year. All the loneliness, depression, doom scrolling, desperation for literally any form of human interaction. It’s all expressed beautifully and with so much wit.
Bo Burnham has always allowed large cracks of his own self to shine through his arrogant, standup persona. But the facade feels completely gone by the end of this special. It’s just him and you, with seemingly more intimacy than you could get in a live show. It felt cathartic. And I don’t know if that intention will translate to rewatching this not at the tail end of a pandemic. But I'm glad I got to experience it now.