Irwan Nur Rizqi’s review published on Letterboxd:
One night chronicle of teenage waste. The peak ceremony of over-fueled juvenile jewels, shining and bewildering in rock and roll tunes and wet beers and misty pots. London the senior savior, Chochrane the chronic connoisseur, Wiggins the cute cassanova, Affleck the bad Chad, McConaughey the cool old Kyle and the three not-so-gawky-geeks musketeers of overthinking kids narrating their rampant, unstructured scatters, pretty propaganda of Living in Your Now to The Fullest while underlining the words "I did the best I could while I was stuck in this place. Had as much fun as I could when I was stuck in this place. Played as hard as I could when I was stuck in this place" and spelling L-I-V-I-N as an anthem of the night. The city is their dance floor. And the sound of School's Out shouts is being heard in every adult's blind spots.
Linklater made every non-american jealous with the possibility of having a cool phase in our teenage life. He gave examples of how to celebrate stupidity the coolest and best way, a boundless party 101 and documenting these irresistibly irresponsible acts of adventure in a city full of possibility. He also made some contemplative space while he put the characters to rest on their stupidity duties. And drown his anchor with nostalgic element to make us coming back to watch this piece once we need some comfort to our bitter adulthood. It's a well-documented best day we never had, with the best buds we never had. Jealousy never feels so comfortable.
Stucked. Make havoc. Kick some buttocks. Dazed and don't care. Confused and boozed. Had a time of their fucking life.