laird’s review published on Letterboxd:
Was not expecting this to be weirder and closer in theme to Philip K. Dick than the original, but here we are. At risk of being railroaded off this site, I would also suggest that this movie could have, maybe even should have, been longer. A few details just needed more time to develop, more room to breathe.
Deakins photography is never anything short of resplendent, and arguably like the original, can be so overwhelming that it becomes the focus of any given scene, drowning out any character or plot information that happens to be present within these meticulously crafted works of art. Cells within cells.
Along with Twin Peaks: The Return, one of 2017's sequels that is maybe slyly commenting on rebirths and returns?