Rock Hyrax’s review published on Letterboxd:
Exacting control of color (red-green-yellow only without a bit orange creeping in, let alone blue or purple), microscopic diegetic-only sound design, and calmly intense performances (with camera willing to hold on a face to draw out its nuances) but this exceptional rigor seems, for me, to gloss a certain evasiveness in the writing. Despite patiently excruciating moments, it's the scene that least resembles the rest that felt strongest -- Masha's words to Sasha's mother finally broke through some chilly remove to give blood to a central character. Still, the great directorial assurance obscures the fact that director is still quite young. Impressed, and prepared to be more impressed in the future.