Todd G’s review published on Letterboxd:
Who cares? I found this pretty boring. I whispered as much to a friend of mine who whispered back, “Once Upon a Time in Hollywood... nothing happened!”
As always, performance and style is just great. It’s supremely fun to watch Leo and Brad act. Margot is... there? The style is intermittently cool, it just doesn’t work for me anymore. The magic is gone. What little tension the film builds is undercut by its own self-interest in being unconventional. The rest is just trying too hard to be cool— the No.1 rule about cool is not trying. I like driving around LA listening to cool music as much as the next guy... That doesn’t mean I wanna watch a 3 hour movie about it. Don’t feel like you need to make that 10th film, Quentin. I think you’re done. I sure am.
If it’s “a love letter to the Golden Age of Hollywood” you want, take another look at Hail, Caesar! And I don’t wanna hear any more of that crap about Inherent Vice being overly convoluted or meandering ever again. Both can run circles around this mess.